Samantha chewed her lip and glanced at the frosted window in the door. Herdamp bra was very uncomfortable. Would Jenny mind her borrowing that too?She... shrugged. What did it matter. Samantha was her boss. She could dowhatever she wanted.She slipped out of her own bra and thrust it into the bag with her ownclothes. There was a sink with a paper towel dispenser in the corner ofthe room. She pulled a few towels out and padded the damp skin round herbreasts to dry them. Then she slipped her arms. Her mouth took me deeper and I groaned with desperation to cum, her throat opened for my head and she swallowed it giving me the pleasure of her gripping muscles for eternal seconds of overwhelming joy. Her head came away from my cock completely and she whispered, “Fill my mouth with your seed Jerry,” and sucked half of my cock into her mouth and throat. Her hand released my sack and I exploded. Stream after stream of cum flooded her mouth; she gulped it down with a frenzied slurping I’d never. They were beautiful; the color sharp. Her makeup played on the color very well. He could clearly see that she was nervous. He wanted to put some fire in her eyes and capture that on film. What would it take to put it there? Tabitha thought the shoot was going well. Brent was giving very clear directions. She heard the click-click-click of the camera. She began to feel a little more confident, but still held back a little bit. She hoped the shoot would go well and she could build the portfolio.. She still didn’t tell me and was keeping me in suspense. So Saturday night arrived and said “are you ready”? I was actually nervous but she knows I would do anything for her because I am a slave to my beautiful wife. She said we have a date to go to a gay and lesbian sex night club and I want you to dress up for me and be my cross dresser lover. I could not believe what she just said. We have talked about a few things like this but never this far and to actually do it was unreal. So she.