Monday morning, James William Casey, rose at 545 A.M. showered in a 20 minutepurely utilitarian manner finishing as fast as he could. Brushed his teet...h,and was about to shave when he glared at his baby smooth womanly face almostresentfully and went to get dressed.Putting on what would be his ONLY concession to womanhood, James donned apair of white cotton panties and then donned a V-neck white t-short and ablue dress shirt. Next came a pair of black socks. A pair of grey trousersbelted tight. I have asked the elders to intercede. They are dealing with the matter as we speak."'Oh, Jeezus H. Christ!' Steve thought to himself, visions of the frail little man, half bent over in his age, and the tiny, age-shriveled woman with the incredibly strong, gnarled hands ... visions of them walking into the agency entrance, guards rushing from all directions with automatic weapons leveled at them... !"My God, woman! What have you done?" he almost yelled at her."What needed doing. Please, do not. Within seconds Jen was bucking and pushing her cunt right onto Steve’s invading tongue. She can never quite reach orgasm through being licked but it drives her crazy and soon stopped sucking his cock and just flopped back and moaned over and over.‘You are going to have to make her cum Steve” I said and she said “Yes , please Steve, I need a cock, please”. Steve looked at me again as he manoeuvred between her spread legs and said “Thanks Simon, this really is heaven man”. Jen was looking at me. I smiled against her lips and felt her pull me tighter against her. Her tongue slipped between my lips and slowly starting exploring my mouth, her tongue soon duelling with mine for dominance. She slowly pushed me backwards onto the bed, straddling my waist, her hands falling either side of my head as she kissed me hard. I gently slid my hands down her sides, feeling her shiver and hearing her soft breathing hitch in her throat. Beckas hands moved to the top button of my shirt and slowly undid.