As I was distracted with the toy, he lowered his mouth between my legs again and lapped at my twice-cum pussy- I could hardly take this, each tongue m...vement sent shocks through my body, I pushed him off me. No more. Youll be late for work. Im always so horny, If he wasnt there Itd be me Imagining sitting across from you in a quiet pub booth or on the grass of a field. You watch as I spread my legs and expose my knickers, soaked through because of you. I move the thin fabric aside and play with. Mitchell shoved his foot into the crack between the door and the frame before it could shut. "Are you sure I can't come in? Just for a little while, I mean, it's pretty cold out here." he coaxed as he casually pushed himself through the doorway. Marissa's stomach was overcome with a dark feeling, but she played it off and tried to maintain a look of a cool and collected attitude as she let him into the house, and closed the door behind him. "So, what exactly can I do for you..". I hadalways been good with makeup and preened with pleasure at their approval. When all's said and done, what's the point of being a transvestite ifdon't like to play with makeup?They also had me try on an array of lingerie, most of which would havemade me come on the spot had I not been wearing a gaff. Corsets were alsoon the list. They were as beautiful as the lingerie, but scarier. Couldmy waist ever get that small? I had already dieted down 20 pounds sincewe moved to Las Vegas. I. "Um, um, um. Noooo! I can't think of who it might beeee."Such a silly little pansy."Who could it be?" She gasped while holding the note close to her heart. "I can't stand it!" She clicked her way into the bedroom, sat down and punched the pillow with the weakest, most awkward limp wristed outburst imaginable. As one might guess, she pouted like a spoiled little teenage girl. "No fair."KNOCK KNOCK on the door."Oh my." Pansy straightened up. "Could it be?" It had to be. It must be. She ever so.