It was so fun to feel al girly and giftthe gift of femininity to myself. I passed by a fabulous store that hadgorgeous formal gowns in the shop windo.... They looked soooo so pretty Iwanted to try some on, but I was unsure if they would let me. I must havesat walked passed the store a few times before working up the courage tojust get my girly ass in there and look around. I felt like Alice inWonderland. Down the rabbit hole! There were so many different styledresses I didn't know where to. We're gonna have some fun, Grandpa, come on," and she pulled me up out of my chair. She led me down the hall to her bathroom, pulled off her panties, turned to me, slid my robe off my shoulders, knelt down, pulled my boxers down and kissed my semi-erect cock right on the tip. She stood up, reached in to turn the water on, then a minute later stepped in and pulled me in by the cock with one hand, giving me the soap with the other. "I want you to get my boobs really good and clean, Grandpa, just. She could not close her eyes, could not look away from her naked, open body reflected back in that cold, revealing mirror. She could feel the ties in her hair, the ones holding her to that horrid chair pull again as he released her braid. She had no room for movement in her head, could not turn away from her own image.She could feel her excitement mounting further as she continued to look at her self, as she had been ordered. The moisture between her legs started to pool on the wooden seat. As. She shuffled a little on the sofa, her dressing gown opening a little more; falling away from her thighs to show just a hint of the thick bush of dark pubes between her thighs.She shifted position again, placing her head on my upper chest, and pushing her hand through the dressing gown opening to stroke my chest. Her other hand pulled the dressing gown belt apart and my semi-rigid cock slipped into view. Her hand slid down my belly, pausing there for a teasing moment, before descending to the.