I cannot tell youhow I felt. I have always enjoyed being embarrassed by my cross-dressing, loving every moment when Kristin would tell me what a sissy...Ilooked in my clothes. Dressing in front of someone else was even moreexciting. Although I wanted to run away, I was secretly loving beinghumiliated in front of this lady.I looked as Bettina stared, looking me up and down as if she wasinspecting something. Kristin rolled up the stockings and helped me toslide them up into the right position.. So most of the time I used to spend playing with both of them. Then my sexual devil arose out of nowhere because she used to wear mini nightdresses and as it was summer so used to wear shorts and skirts all the time and deep cleavage dresses. One day early morning as I was going down to the main floor I peeped into their bedroom and saw my aunt on bed rolled over in such a way that her chest is on the bed and her mini dress was raised thus her fluffy ass and panty were visible that single view. Various bodies congregated it the small kitchen Edna had provided, not liking coffee dispensers, it was always poor coffee, for their usual morning coffee. Edna decided to enlist Donal’s help in getting the Samsungs.“So how’s things going today?” he asked as Marianne, a dark skinned exotic flavoured girl left with her mug of Ceylon Spice Chai. As usual, he avoided leering at her tight neat arse swaying away in a minimal bright red skirt, not wanting to be seen ogling his colleagues by the big. I put my hand on hers and wait to see if she moves, nothing she lets out a little snore, I raise her hand very gentle and pace it on my hard cock. My cock jerks from her hand being on my cock, I lay there not moving afraid she would wake and mover her hand away, after a few min her fingers wrap around my hard cock and she starts rubbing my cock. She turns my way and her mouth is very close to my ears.I know you’re awake, this is what you wanted for years, isn’t it. I turn my head towards her,.