*WHACK WHACK x9 really fast* Hmmmm!*After a few minutes to recover, whipping away the tears. * My poor dick, I’ve done this so many times that by no... they look more like hotdogs with grill marks all over them. Once my dick is flaccid, I have to tuck it along with my balls in between my legs, sticking it out behind my ass. Only then can I put on my only pair of latex panty I’ve ever worn for about 2 years now. It’ll hold them there in place; I need to do this so that it’s flat where it. Pink of course. My waist is pulledin by an extremely tight pink PVC corset which thrusts out my fake titsto full advantage. My makeup says sissy......but a slutty sissy. Thefinal touch is a pink latex hood with holes either side on my head toallow my hair to be pulled through to produce two pony tails. My hairbraided with two pink plats making them long enough to reach the top ofmy ass. There are holes in the hood for my eyes and mouth but I havelimited vision which is why my wife is. Let me describe Shweta- she is in her late forties but looks very young like 30s. Her boobs are big and can be easily seen. She has an almost flat stomach (yeah she is even slimmer than her daughter) and her legs! I have never seen such shapely legs!! Uffff. She was definitely a head turner. She had maintained herself well and she used to wear tight sportswear and jog in the morning. That was a sweet view!Anyways we sort of panicked and got ready as fast as we could and Neha opened the door- me. The bellboy, bright red from my earlierteasings, beat a quick retreat out the door. I smiled and made a mentalnote to revisit him at a later date. We took each others hand and walkedover to my bags so that I could show Karen the wonderful outfits I hadchosen.We walked into the entry room of the hotel, and I pulled the three dressesI had chosen out of my suit bag, and hung them in the closet. Theyincluded my pink wool shift and matching jacket, which were one of myfavorite and girliest outfits,.