There, he put two of his fingers down my shirt! ‘Oops, butter fingers,’ John said softly, rubbing his sticky fingers in my cleavage. My inner logi...cal side said to him softly butter fingers my ass! It’s more like pervert fingers! Well, the fingers were short lived, He pulled me over to him, lean down and started to lick the melting cream right off my hot flesh. I think I was beginning to melt along with the cream. Damn him! Should I stop him by putting more cream down his pants? I wanted to…but. “Ah! You covered your boobs! Adam told you that is a no-no!” Beverly teased her daughter playfully. They were off the clock as far as she was concerned.“Yeah, what is he going to do? Spank us?” Erica said. She and her mother chuckled for a while at the thought of Adam’s tiny hand trying to make an impact on their plump derrieres.Erica did think about a time once when she was spanked and got turned on. She pushed those thoughts out of her head and back to the matter of hand.“You know Adam made. She and I had spent many weekends in a motel, fucking and sucking each other till we couldn't do anymore. Occasionally we would invite another person or 2 to join us and we would be there as a couple, so it didn't matter whether it was other crossdressers, regular guys, or the occasional m-f couple. Stephie had this fantasy about going to an adult bookstore/ theater and being a total slut for any and all cummers, so I agreed to go with her to make sure nothing got out of hand.We got there one. “We... we had a very convivial meeting.”Alan felt the humiliation instantly. Bradley had just had a very friendly and lively meeting with his wife in his hotel room and in his bed.“We must have a get together sometime soon, Alan. Just you and me. How about early Friday evening at the hotel?”Alan nodded.“I know that these initial stages can be embarrassing and difficult for guys like you, Alan,” Bradley said as he laid a hand on his shoulder. ”But there isn’t anything to feel ashamed about. Both.