"You must be David," she breathed in a Jamaican or Caribbean accent, licking her lips hungrily. David looked up to see her for the first time. I could...see his jaw drop. He had clearly never laid eyes on a woman so powerfully feminine. He gazed up at Monique's magnificent breasts as if hypnotized. "I think we'll dance," Monique informed me, seeing that David had no ability to refuse her.I was surprised at her finesse. She did not immediately begin grinding her pussy on him or crush his face into. ."I had finally plucked up the courage to meet with a crossdresser. Shewas gorgeous, dressed in a transparent nightdress over a bra, panties,black stockings and garters. She had a shoulder-length dirty blonde wigand wore cherry-red lipstick, heavy makeup and hoop earrings. She wasn'tpassable but that wasn't the point, she had made the effort and wantedto play.I had been dressing up for ages and progressed to chatting on the web.It got to be an obsession and as I worked from home, I was dressed. Grace continued and put her fist at the base of his cock to gently pump it as her tongue whirled away over the top of his penis. Her left hand darted over his oiled thighs and he groaned loudly."That's good. I'm in the mood," Terry panted and Grace looked up at him."Do you want to me to fuck you or suck you?" She asked and grinned. "Or can you manage both?" Grace found herself saying; giving away free sex, she'd destroy her own market!Terry gave a weird grunt as Grace sucked on the tip of his. ''What was so special about that hidden room?' 'That used to be Thomas' room. They moved much of the things out of it and some of our things into it. Then they proofed it against us before Robert lured us inside and left us until you opened the room and let us out.'This created more questions than it really answered. I was trying to formulate more questions when I was interrupted by someone ringing the doorbell. It was Lee McNabb.Lee and I knew each other. We had more than a casual.