Kenneth, I’d been checking myself out a little more often. The tats are fading; the cosmetic damage to my teeth is gone. Fake dugs, compression stoc...kings, wig ... all stored in Matt’s garage.Still ... the oddest thing. It’s like my reflection casts a faint afterimage of Mildred Hawkins. Of course I’m the only one who can see it. Oh well.Maybe I’ll go for a brighter shade of lip gloss. RedThe Grand Duchess and Nature Boy still walk, arm in arm, up and down the hotel corridors on every floor. I give him coffee and take his order. ‘I’m sorry sir, it’ll be a few minutes. The cook’s busy in the back spilling something.’ Of course I mean he’s spilling his cum into your body, but he just gives me a strange look and sips his coffee. A couple come in and I tell them the same thing, with a similar result. I stand there waiting, imagining what’s happening between you and Harry. You find a small office off the kitchen. There’s a desk there, and you lean against it, lifting Harry’s grasping. I could see where Carol got her good looks. Mrs. Marshall was about 39; she had silky blonde hair hanging down to her shoulders. Her long slim legs were crossed and with the short dress she was wearing I could see her firm thighs clearly, the thought of what was hidden behind those thighs had me rock hard. I was trying hard to concentrate on the questions she was asking me when she slowly crossed her legs, I just caught a glimpse of her panty clad pussy before she re-crossed her legs. As I. . I again kissed her a lot. Sucked her boobs and nipples. She again get hot.. Now she put her hand on my lund.. Ohhh.. Ye kitna mota ho gaya hai.. Aur kitna sakht … mujhe dar lag raha hai.. Mai mar jaungii.. I said.. Thoda dard hoga.. Wo to aaj bhi hoga aur shadi ke baad bhi.. Lekin maja aaj lena hai na.. I sit on knees and loved her choot.. Parted her legs wide. Put my pillow under her hips.. Her choot was very smooth.. I rubbed my lund head up and down to her choot and ass crack.. She said...