But she had to know aboutmy one kink. I remember how we sat on a couch in my little two-room apartmentwhile I told her as casually as I could that I'...d been crossdressingever since my early teens, that I was a little ashamed of it but itwas a powerful compulsion and gloriously satisfying and that I'dwant to do it even after we were married. That I was telling herthis because I wanted to marry her for better or for worse for lifeand I wanted no secrets between us. I started out trying to sound. My hands reach your tits and your lingerie falls away from your body.”“Oh, dear, your hands are so firm and yet soft. My tit’s feel very nice right now.”Mt. Amalfi has been reached! I’ll watch what he does so I can do it when he gets home.“My tongue starts swirling around your leaking shaft a few times before it begins the trip down your sweet manhood, finally reaching two very nice olives.”“I drag my tongue around your neck as I move in front of you and we tumble onto the bed, my fingers. I wasn't going to ask him though. I went over and got my bike and walked it over to where Eileen stood. I held my handlebars steady, while she hopped up on my handle bars. I took off, but was finding it hard going in the grass. As soon as we got to the street though, it became a lot easier. We didn't say much on the way over to her apartment. I was too busy getting enough oxygen in my lungs to keep pedaling, and Eileen was trying hard to keep herself balanced on the handlebars. We were just. She stops moving her hips and start puckering her asshole. In and out. I can't take it anymore and stick my tongue out to lick her hole "Emmmm, that feels good!" she says seductively. I lick it up and down. She has no smell. Perfect. I feel good about licking her ass more and more. I make circles with my tongue around her puckered hole. Over and over and she loves it. "Yeah, I like that, keep licking. Keep licking my ass, I love it!" Confirmation! I grab her hips as I'm licking and.