“Lemme help you with that,” I said, by way of distraction.She nodded and held one corner to the center of her chest while I walked circles around ...er, wrapping her up like a big, beautiful burrito. The sheet ended at her side and I tucked it in under her arm. She had to lift the “skirts” so she wouldn’t trip over it while she walked. To me, she looked more like she was wearing a dress than a sheet. I doubted anyone would even know the difference while we drove to her place.Before she looked up. " (Jim -Sissy Beauty Salon, Part 3) And may God have mercy on my soon to bechanged soul!)"Yes, my love!"The past year has made a change in me. Though I am sure Jill's Salon willmystify me, thrill me, humiliate me, feminize me, laugh at me, cry withme, challenge me, what I am most unsure of is how much Jill's Salon willchange me. And how much I want to be changes. But maybe that decision isnow out of my hands and into the hands of my beautiful, charming,delightful, and now, seemingly quite. Let’s come to the point pichle story m aapne pada ki maine viddhi didi ko apni choot k bal saaf karte hue dekh rha tha or achanak mere muh se ek ahhhhh nikal gayi tbhi didi bahar aakar boli sheenooo to kab aaya or yanha khade hokar kya kar rha h main bas itna hi bol paya vo m didi nani itne m didi fir se boli or teri ye jeb m kya h or bolte hue lagbhagh meri jeb m hath dal diya real m hua ye tha ki maine didi ko bahar aate hue dekh kar apne lund ko adjust kar liya tha jissse aisa lag rha tha ki. Youre fine, I thought I had trained for this, she giggled, kissing my lips. Trained? I inquired. I popped my cherry already so it wouldnt hurt when we did it, she said looking deeply into my eyes. I wont go as deep, I promised, smiling at her. I started again, going in and out slowly, feeling every inch with my cock, leaving out about 3 inches. Isabelle was still wincing, but soon the pain left and she was just left with pleasure. Her gritted teeth and tensed face relaxed as my thrusts became.