I will leave her with Fatima.”Fatima was a washerwoman – washer girl – with whom Hassan had struck up a friendship.After breakfast Thomas MacKay... brought two horses and a camel drawn cart to my tent. He and Hassan had already loaded the cart with their baggage – plus a small European type tent and food and water – ready for the desert trek. My campaign trunk, containing my European and military clothing, together with Mimi’s travel trunk with all her European clothes, were then stowed aboard.. It covered my stocking tops and Beverly slipped the pink high heeled pumpsonto my stocking clad feet. I was helped to my feet and instructed towalk in my new heels.As I walked in my satin slip whispered on my and stocking clad legs andthe soft cool feeling excited me.It was heavenly. Mom was pleased I managed to walk in a feminine manner,one foot in front of the other and swaying my hips. I was pleased at thecompliment. I walked with my hands turned outwards and my elbows in.Patricia and. ." "Do i what?" Thomas said as he played with my hair. " Do you.. do you want me?" i asked as i stood up and came up right by him. " What do you mean?He asked stupidly. "What do you think i mean thomas? I know you've liked for a long time and i like you too. So do you want me,cuz I really want you." I was sitting on the stairs now completly nude underwater waiting for thomas. He swam over an brushed up against my body. we started making out, then i felt his hand on my thigh creeping. Joe begins to kiss Marcie on the back of her neck and his feelings of romance get stronger.Joe kisses, fondles and fucks Marcie in a very sweet, gentle, loving manner.Marcie is so happy with how Joe is fucking her. Much better than the usual brutes who just take their cock for a ride in her pussy… slam, bam, thank you tranny.She turns her head back toward Joe and opens her mouth.He puts his mouth to hers and their tongues wrestle while Joe’s cock goes in and out of sweet, sweet pussy.