You are still you, I reason, no matter what you're wearing. I, too, am the same compassionate, caring human being, wig or no wig. The clothes and make...up are secondary. It is our souls that are entwined regardless of our outward appearance. All rational thought flies out the window as you reach for my hardening cock."What's your fancy this morning, Monique?" you softly whisper as you climb on top of me. Our groins grind together as I ponder your question."I don't know, Jenny, what haven't we. "Oh, I think you'll like the lunch I have in mind. I know what you've been wanting to do to me. I was crazy not to let you."With that, she lay back across the kitchen table, and, as the guy looked on with wide eyes, she giggled and drew her dress way up on her flat tummy, spreading her legs so he could see how nice and wet he got her cunt."Eat my pussy, Tom," she begged, feeling very horny for a good cum. But when the hypnotized guy started to push his hot face into her muff, she writhed and. I moan involuntarily and before I know it his lips are brushing the other side of my neck. I relax into their arms, pulling Aztec closer, pushing my butt into Ryan. I moan as my lips find their way to Aztec's collarbone, kissing softly over and over, standing up on my tip toes to reach his neck, my arms gripping his waist as I pull him closer into me. My heart's racing. It feels like everything has slowed down. The spotlight is on us, and before I know it, I'm picked up and carried away. I've. "Plan?" You said you had a plan before you left," she reminded me."Oh ... that," I said. It was obvious the plan ... if there had been one at all ... had failed miserably."Don't tell me..." Lynne looked at me, disgustedly."She's very hard to resist!" I complained."I TOLD you that!" snapped the woman frowning at me."Well I DO have a plan," I insisted."What is it?" she asked."I thought that if we spent a lot of time together before she goes to school, she'll get to know me better and see all my.