In fact, she even asked if she could switch places with me and be MY secretary. We all call her Andrea or Mrs. Johnson now. She absolutely loves it. ...ou've gotta come and see this, Linda. She's so cute prancing around the office in her skirt." "Hmm . . . I've got a better plan. Have Brenda keep an eye on the parking lot. When she sees me drive up, have her frantically scream out that I've just arrived. There won't be time for him, err . . . I mean, "her" to change so the only. Slowly I push myself inside you until I can’t go any further. I rest there for a second, until I start fucking you, controlled at first but before long I lose it and start fucking you with all my strength. You start to moan loud, really loud, as my cock slams deep into your pussy. Our guest has moved even closer. You take advantage of this, raising you right hand and gently sliding it along his semi hard cock. I follow your movement intensely, almost hypnotically. Your hand slides under his. She checks herself in the mirror. Calle de la Passion lace convertible bra, Calle De La Passion waist cincher garter belt, and black thong with matching Christian Louboutin black pumps have her looking like a sex Goddess. She smiles as she picks up her Burberry Trench coat. After she picks up their food, she travels downtown to West 42nd Street where Mark’s office is located. Mark’s secretary, Jazz, is preparing to leave. She is a young, sporty brunette blessed with exotic looks and big brown. For those that have not followed this story, my birth name was DavidJohnson, I was an orphan, I made friends with Donna Wilkinson also anorphan, we both found out we were trapped in the wrong body, so with thehelp of hormone pills stolen from Donna's place of work we simply becameone another, I became Donna a buxom size 24 girl with a 42-34-42 figure,while Donna became Dave an slightly overweight guy who now loves sportand works as an apprentice electrician, we swapped birth certificatesand all.