Some hours later Miranda came into Jane’s room. Janehad earlier worried she would be forgotten, now she wasbeginning to wish she had. Miranda st...ood in thedoorway, blonde hair tousled, eyes still sleepy. Theyounger woman was dressed only in a short, pink t-shirtand Jane could see her shaved pussy just beneath thehemline. The bound woman thought of the panties in hermouth, and where they had been before she got to suckon them all night � she felt sick again.Miranda wandered slowly over to. I felt her fist go right in and I bobbed up and down to the music.All of a sudden, a hard orgasm ran through my body and I began singing along with the music, to stifle my wild cat moans…My legs shook and I almost fell down; but Victor noticed it and he quickly held me by my waist, smiling at me; asking if it had been fine… I was shuddering and just nodded my head a yes…That naughty girl then took her hand out and her partner licked it.I kissed Victor passionately and went outside alone for a. He came back to where I was sitting and sat down very close and his big string arm was around me and when he pulled me to come closer I did just what he wanted and then felt his large black hand cupping and massaging my boobs and hoped that he did not stop as it felt so wonderful.Then he moved in and placed his full experianced lips to mine and started to kiss softly at first I think he was thinking I was going to say stop him but when I didn't the kissing started to grow hotter and more. Several years. If I seem a little rusty, please be kindenough to review the story, and I will take all constructivecriticism toward my next writing. Lunch in the trunkMy story involves myself, and my wife. She knows, enjoys, and fullysupports my cross-dressing habit. She, in fact, sometimes likes itmore than I do. We have been married several years, and she gets akick out of tying me up when I am dressed. And this story is 100%true. One Saturday we were both off from.