She was calling him all sorts of names, while she was fucking his ass hard. I then stood in front of him, while he sucked on my cock. He was really qu...ite a kinky fuck. “Do you like this John? Are you a dirty boy?” “Francine, he loves to get his ass fucked. When I’m done using his ass, we can switch places and then you can fuck his ass.” I started to move my hips and he was sucking on my cock like a little bitch. I knew my daughter was going to be passing with flying colors. Because, now I. “Thanks for coming Dan, I really do appreciate it so much,” I say in a soft. sultry voice.Within minutes he lifts the box with ease. I admire his muscles and imagine how the rest of his body will look when I undress him. I thank him and offer him a drink which he accepts. As I hand him the bottle I let my soft fingertips linger on his warm flesh a little longer than necessary. His eyes penetrating into mine as a familiar warmth and moistness grows between my thighs.Sitting down I cross my legs. "It's asickening thought at first, your son in panties, nylons and high heelsisn't it? I know. I was shocked at first but after it set in for a whileI found there to be a certain excitement in seeing your little Timmytrying to walk on high heels," she finished."You're crazy! You're making all this up! Now let me go," Henry saidonce again."I am getting ahead of myself aren't I. After all how could I possiblyknow your son is a little sissy?" Madge said as she continued. Shecrossed her nyloned. Creep. I have designs on this girl.Damn this night is dragging. Let's go peek in on Ms. Autumn. I'll take a page from Autumn's book and stroll by the door slowly. Yes. She looked up, but quickly back down. She blushed. And smiled. Another sign Jess. Back to my workstation. I think I'll need to pee more often tonight. Steal some more looks at Autumn. No. Less is more. I'm already in her head. I'll be in her pants soon enough. I just know it. Steal one more look before the night is over. Give her.