While I hadaccompanied Mother there when I was a son I was now walking in there asher pristine daughter. It was our first true Mother Daughter Day and...Iwas ecstatic about this. Mother wished to continue to feminize me andknew a pampering at the salon would help weaken any masculine tendenciesthat may have still remained and help me to continue to blossom into thefeminine flower I was becoming.I wore to the salon an adorable retro styled navy blue and white polkadot off the shoulder stretch. . encouraged to take care of the matter. I paid her in advance to do it. In case you crashed, I didn’t want you to die rid of only one cherry. I didn’t want your only experience with women to be pegging, either. Or oral, for that matter.“Think about it. How likely was it that a flight attendant these days would so casually initiate a young male virgin into the Mile High Club? I owed it to you ... and to your father’s memory, you see. If she does get fired, I told her that she can always come. Naan aadai aniyaamal thaan irunthen, ulle sendru iruvarum sheveril kulika aarambithom. Manaivi muthugil sopu potu viten, pinbu en sunniyai manaivi soothil vaithu theika aarambithen.En pool mendum viraika aarambithathu, aanal athu muzhu viraipai adaiya villai. Iruvarum jollyaaga kulithu mudithom, manaivi en sunniyai pidithu athai nandraaga virithu sopu potu kazhuvi vital. Iruvarum kati pidithu ithazhil kiss seithu kondom, pinbu manaivi kulithu mudithu aadaiyai aniya aarambithaal. Aval chudithaar. She could feel every ridge and vein in his shaft as it sawed in and out of her tight pussy. His bulbous head would make contact with her cervix on every thrust, causing pain that was heavily out-weighed by pleasure. He knew what he was doing; he knew how to please a woman. “Oh, baby…fuck me harder!” She pleaded with him. She wanted him to go faster, deeper and even harder. She wanted to feel what he could do with that cock. The warm-up was done, now she needed him to take her the way he had.