‘Well, I’d better go and collect another load from the airport,’ said Greg, standing up and pulling on his clothes again. ‘See you soon.’ He...bent down and gave Marcie a kiss, then walked into the house. Todd sat down on the vacant chair and looked at the woman coming out of the house. ‘I’m sure I know that woman,’ he said. ‘Isn’t that Julie?’ Marcie and Dana looked around and recognised Julie, who had left about twenty years earlier. ‘Julie,’ called Marcie, standing up and walking quickly to. "OK, well just once for the fuck of it," I said softly. I ran up on the stage, grabbed the pole and hopped up. The next five minutes were a bit of a blur. I do however, vividly recall the feeling of the cold steel pole rubbing against my satin panties, and pressing against my pussy lips. The more I slid around, the hotter I got. I found it hard to stop, and my panties were soaking wet when I finally got down. I wanted so badly to jam my fingers into my pussy and cum that I almost ran to the. Likewise, he was surehis children would follow their mother into condemning him as a damnedpervert. He had gone to great lengths to keep it hidden from his familyand friends. He didn't keep any of his feminine clothes at home. Herented a storage unit, in a site near where he worked. He traveledlocally on a regular basis. George kept his dressing to his motel room.His feminine persona at those times reflected his conservative nature.He dressed more like the local librarian, than the. So, I turned to the side and now my ass is towards the back of the couch and not easily reachable. I was peeping at him with my eyes slightly open to see what he would do. He seemed to look up at me to check if I was awake or was it simply me tossing and turning in my sleep. He didn’t see me stir too much and I guess he decided I was sound asleep and sat on the floor to continue playing with my pussy. As I had shifted in position, the blanket was also pretty much off me and now he started.