'So if you like dressing up like a girl, maybe I can help you out. What'syour favourite colour?' As she opened one of her drawers. "P-pink Miss".Did h... just call me Miss? Ashleigh picked the pink nail polish and satdown to begin painting his nails. She noticed a small bulge emerge fromMike's pants. 'The biggest weakness of a crossdresser' she mused.After painting his nails bright pink, Ashleigh instructed him to put on ablack pair of tights, followed by a bra. Ashleigh noticed that althoughMike. Precum was oozing from my cock as I slipped on the nylons and attachedthem to the garters. I strutted in font of the mirror, teased my nips alittle and watched a thin line of cum stretch from my cock like the webfrom a spider's tail. I stroked and shot a huge load into a towel. Islept in my nylons and garter. I woke up hard the next morning,repeated the process and then went on to my meeting.The meeting went very well and I was in a good mood as I headed to LAXfor the jump to San Fran. My new. Then without any effort she spreads those legs far. Snap, snap, snap.And along with her legs, those pussy lips opened up too. So perfect. That soaking wet pussy looked so inviting, and a swollen clit that was made for a tongue. I can’t even count how many shots I got of that, both wide shots and plenty of close-ups!Just when I thought she was out of tricks, Erica surprised me when she took those tiny feet and put them both behind her head. This girl was so flexible. I couldn’t help but whisper. He wasn’t too happy that she had the nerve to spray herself with the perfume. He’d make her pay for that later.**“Juanita, what do you think you’re doing in my wife’s lingerie? Who said you could wear her perfume?”“Oh My God! I’m so very sorry! Please don’t tell Mrs. Greenberg! She’ll fire me on the spot. I really need this job. My father will be very angry with me.”“I smell my wife’s perfume. Do you know how much that perfume costs? There are only twenty bottles in the entire world. Are you.