I lost Henry so many years ago,”I felt her hand run down over my firm girdled ass, gliding over the silky slip. “Henry liked the softer side of li...fe as well and it was always part of our love making.” I felt her finger tips trace the line of the back satin panel that ended as it met the nylon crotch panel. My cock was hard inside the girdle but safely hidden from view. “It has been 12 years since I enjoyed a man in my bedroom and I never thought I would find another Henry.” She said as she. I also ran into a few guys who wanted me to wear women’s lingerie for them and this blossomed into me trying my hand as cross-dressing. I found out that, if I approached it in a serious way, I could almost ‘pass’! After a while I tried going out that way at night then, became bold enough to try it in the cold light of day. I got better as time went on and could seriously ‘pass’ as some average looking forty-something gal! Hell, I was proud of myself!One thing I did do was always be a little. The light streaming through the crack in the curtains fell vertically along her body illuminating her hand on his dick and most of her frontal area as she positioned his glans at her pussy.. She was doing it, she’s gonna fuck me his mind cried in an excited ecstasy. He felt her soft pussy flesh on his tip as she positioned him at her opening. She felt wet, her inner pussy flesh was warm and slick as it opened and began engulfing his straining meat. Her vaginal muscles clenched as she pressed. He released himself in my poor anal passage – in these days, there were no HIV or AIDS around. He didn’t thank me, just ordered me to get presentable again and get the hell out of there. I couldn’t sit or shit properly in days.From now on me and Bert shared the secret and the action. It was absolutely outrageous, being in this environment and whispering about our last encounter with Bill. We were both properly fucked in by now, our asses ready for anything. He took us together a couple of times.