She has also changed, no longer wearing her “working” clothes she too now has on a light sundress. She pirouettes and her dress floats around her....She has a bottle firmly clasped in each hand and in a playful girlish way she begins skipping up the first row of vines towards the gazebo at the crest. You and I look at each other and grin then holding hands we too begin our ascent. The vines were lush with green leaves and big bunches of deep purple grapes. Every few paces we took turns picking a. “She has to catch the last bus home,” said Olivia. I found myself saying goodbye to Jane and even waving from the door of the lounge. Olivia came back in with a pair of her knickers, an old bra and some stockings. “Put these on,” she told me. CrossdressingI did as I was told. My cock was limp and here I was putting on her clothes. In my head I was wondering what was coming next. I found it erotic to be pulling on her hold-up stockings and I have to admit they felt very nice to wear. Very nice. She wiggled some but let me do anything that I wanted to. Her cunt was puffy from all of the fucking and her asshole was slippery. I smelled my fingers and then dropped my clothes on the floor.When I climbed on the bed she spread her legs in anticipation. I rolled her over instead and laid on top of her. I put on a rubber then slipping my cock into her cunt from behind, she tried to push against me but I pulled back and put my fuck juice covered cock against her ass hole. She only. Trying to rush to the other room, she slipped and fell on my lap and my table was just at the exit door.The reaction was so nice, that she just lifted her hair from her face looked up and smiled. I holed her hand and lifted her up, she smiled again. This time it was a face-to-face smile. She beautiful body was visible to my naked eyes.She told me that I would have to teach here a few lessons and I said ‘Yes’, She said.. Yes..Sex. She hold me tight and my cock was rock hard, she just pulled her.