"Quickly, Richard interrupted me and with a stern tone in his voice toldthe waiter that, "The lady will be having the salmon salad, lite, withonly a t...ouch of oil and vinegar. I will be having the file mignon,medium with a side salad and red potatoes." Very good, Sir," replied our waiter, clearly now focused on Richard'sunspoken signal that he was only to address me through him from now on.Looking towards Richard I once again saw that sweet but patronizing lookand had a fear I was about to be. Everything seems to be going great, Marc and Zoe seem to be getting on really well. She's laughing at his jokes which is always a good sign and she keeps touching his arm giving him lingering looks. Marc isn't the only one getting attention, Traci has been flirting with me all night and I have to admit I'm loving the attention. After about an other half hour of playing around, Marc gives me a look. I can't quite describe it but I get the feeling what he wants. "Anyone fancy a game of pool?" I. She had two small climaxes in short order, and as she worked to a large one I began gasping in pleasure. Soon she cried out incoherently as her body went wild and taut underneath me, and I pushed hard into her and held still as the clenching of her pussy drained me as expertly as any fist. I collapsed beside her and we lay side by side gasping for air. Soon she kissed me as she groped for my cock, and despite the earlier exertions she soon had me hard. She settled herself above me and shoved. I light a VS 120 Menthol and take a deep drag, I just love being a sissy smoker. I think it may be because I was raised in a family of only smoking women. I loved it when I was taken to restaurants for dinner in NYC where all the elegant ladies would smoke so sensually.I came to crossdressing rather early trying to fit into my mother's bra and sneaking her cigarettes into the attic to smoke while her bra lay on my chest ( she was too small a size alas, a lass). In the attic there were piles of.