”“What?” he panted.“This,” she said, and lowered her head to take him in her mouth.Bev moved his semen around in her mouth, before she swall...owed it. It was similar to Bobby, but different too. She liked it. Bill’s head was lying back on the seat headrest, and he was catching his breath. She had cheated only a little bit, doing something perfectly, and then stopping to ask if she was doing it right. Invariably he was effusive in his praise, and he never seemed to notice that she played him like. I then stepped into a black pin-striped female trouser suit, padded at the shoulders but low cut to show off the frilly cups of the basque. Then I took out the open toed strappy heels, slowly fastening them up, slowly walking around in front of the dresser, admiring the look. I brought out a bright red shoulder length wig and placed it atop my head. I had some hairpins, and placed the locks on my head into a beehive, securing them firmly into place. I finally took my glasses out of their case,. "Oh, my true daughter..." A'moth murmured. "My dear, precious daughter..." She kissed the top of Isabelle's head. "Ah! Have you grown?" she whispered.Isabelle nodded, burying her face into her mother's body. "Yep! Over a centimeter, in just two months! I'm finally doing it! After all the decades at Antelope Freeway and the arctic, I'm finally aging again!" Isabelle finally let go of her mom and headed back to her chair. "How's dad doing?" Fine," said A'moth as she sat back at her desk. ".... My pussy juices were now running down my inner thighs. I felt like I was going to come. “Do they frighten you or do you find them to be exciting Megan?” I looked him square in the eyes as I held onto the door frame and balanced myself on the protruding steel threshold in the doorway. As I received his words I could feel my clit begin to throb, just begging for some attention. I heard my heart pound between my ears and, as I looked down toward my feet, I could see my hardened nipples poking.