It was so curvy. She asked me why I was in hurry? I replied that I was dreaming her for the whole night and now she is in front of me, so I was very m...ch exited. She told me to put off my dress. She wanted to see me naked. When there was only underwear in my body then I told that I was getting naked but she was in dress. That was not fare. I undressed her and she was in her black bra and white panty.Then I put off my underwear. She was smiling after seeing my dick. It was 7 inches long, black. I could feel his cock teasing the entrance to my pussy and it was maddening. I arched and for a split second felt him slip inside me. He grunted and pulled himself out, clicking his tongue.“Be patient,” he breathed and goosebumps spread along my skin. He moved his lips away from mine and I watched him as he trailed his tongue along each curve of my breast. He bit through the fabric and onto my nipple and I yelped, the electricity burning my breast and deep inside my clit. I squirmed beneath. Then I got a text - he's parking! I immediately ran into the bathroom and did a quick touch-up.*Knock! Knock!* Oh my God, he's here! My heart started to beat so fast, I almost couldn't contain myself. All of these years of crossdressing in secret and finally the time has come to take a chance. I took a deep breath and opened the door. There was Dave, a good looking black man in his early 50's, wearing a white sweater and scarf. I remember thinking how are we going to say hello? Kiss? Hug?. Not anymore." Done it all, huh?" Not quite," she replied, uncomfortable. Marissa never talked to clients about her other jobs. It wasn't anyone's business. Of course, none of her other clients ever asked about the others. She always pretended that whoever she was with was the best she ever had or that she had never taken a cock up her ass before.Alan sat there for a little while longer. Marissa could tell he wanted to ask her something else, but didn't know quite what to say.She waited.