"Not true, I assure you this is the very first time I have ever tried adress or skirt in my entire life, let alone heels. It's just that when Iput on ...the outfit, it seemed so natural to walk and poise this way, I didnot even notice I was wearing heels."There was a long silence with Janet staring at me."Where did that feminine voice come from?" she asked."I did not realize but this is the feminine voice that I had been learningon the internet. It seems that when I dress as a woman, all these. Please let me make myself cum with your hard cock.” I was really getting into it, pretending it was a live conversation and not a recording. I had my hands over my head, writhing my hips, pretending he had me tied down and at his mercy.“Now I want you to find a window in your house where you can see the road. You live in a suburban neighborhood, so you should be able to find a window in the house where you can be seen, you dirty whore. You like it when people watch you cum, don’t you?” He. Then it pans back down her body, I notice her nipples sticking straight up as hard as a rock. It continues down she has now placed a finger at the opening of her pussy. She slowly begins to insert it. The slow motion she is using to do this is only intensifying her own pleasure, building for that one time climax. My hand around my cock again stroking slowly downward as her finger enters her pussy. Thinking her finger is my cock I match her thrusts inward with my strokes. Her finger fucking. Feeling his fat shaft stretching my ass in and out as the cum shot out of my own cock onto the pillow below me.He kept his angle and pace and the cum kept flowing out of me. It must have lasted nearly a minute. And then I felt him going faster.His arms snaked round under me and he held me so tight I could hardly breathe. Faster and faster, harder and deeper, his cock went in and out and in and out until he gasped into my ear... "...going to... cum." "Mmmm do it. Fill my ass." I lifted myself.