I had hiked my dress up and had thrown a leg over him, grinding on his thigh. One hand was up his shirt, the other tangled in his hair.He was sucking ...on my earlobe, and my breath was becoming ragged when he asked if I would go down on him. I didn't love the idea of doing that in the parking lot where someone might see us, but right at that moment, I couldn't imagine saying no. I shifted around to kneel on my seat, and he swiftly unbuttoned his pants.His cock practically sprung out of his. ‘Janna, I never received any letters. Not a single one, did you get any of mine?’ Those beautiful eyes of hers teared up. ‘No – I thought you’d forgotten about me, I … ‘ and then she just lost it. Bert was about to come over, but I waved him off and helped Janna calm down. ‘ Mom !’ Janna spat venomously. ‘Another reason not to talk to that bitch!’ Janna went on to explain that her mother had caught her with her then-boyfriend making out and had freaked. They had a huge argument and Janna had. Normally, Erin would come home at 3am, and Lynn and I would be waiting, just like good little spouses. Well this time they would be waiting for me. Lynn would get home at about 5:30pm for round one with her wife; and I would arrive at about 8:00pm for round two with both of them, if I could get between them.Erin went in to the bar on Thursday night. The fill-in bartender was in a car accident and had to beg out of that night. She had been doing good so Lynn and I did not feel worried about it.. But the undies had to be right. Like with many a transvestite, which is truly what I was by then, the underwear is functional. Mainly to create the right shape, the right figure but also to look good, to look sexy, to take the femininity of women's lingerie to the extreme.After the depilatory and the drying, came the latex pussy-cover, stuck and plumbed firmly into place so I could wee sitting down. And do other things quite convincingly too, the breast-forms, Sarah had picked the same size as.