Her profile implied she live nearby so I immediately befriended her and sent her a private message. "Please Mistress, I'm a little sissy boy who has f...und a Daddy, but I need to complete my sissification, can you help me?" My heart jumped when a direct message came back "Sissy, send me a photo of your most sissy pose" I immediately knew this was a test and sprung into action.I slid on my favourite black thong and was standing in front of the mirror about to take a photograph. I re-read her. His new house, he reminded himself proudly. His first house, and for the near future, his new home. When his Aunt Sylvie had passed away a month earlier, Ray had been shocked to find that she'd left him the house in her will. Even more surprised since he barely even knew her, but for some reason, she'd decided to leave the house and everything in it to him. However, after the reading of the will, Ray did discover why she'd left the house to him. He was the only one in the family that hadn't. ” She slowly began to rub her pussy. I could see her fingers getting wet as she rubbed it. “I want you to play with yourself while I watch.” she hissed. I worked my meat for several minutes as I watched this woman old enough to be my mother finger herself to a frenzy. “ Cum for me you motherfucker!” she shouted. It was all too much and I began to ejaculate. There was a lot of it too it got on my shirt, on the floor, some of it even shot across the room and landed on Madam Humbert.“Oh no, you. To feel those strong inviting arms surround my frame… It was all I could take. I lunged for her lips with my own… colliding against hers in breathless desire. I shuddered in fantastic rhapsody knowing I was kissing this irresistible woman. Yet for all of her training and obvious weight lifting, Fiona’s lips held the most tactile sensuality. The delicate texture softening as our saliva coupled together in boiling charm. And her balmy fragrance permeating my nostrils… It was beyond anything that.