I was raised in a home with just my mom and older sister. Whenever I was alone I would sneak into my mothers bedroom, pick out a sexy outfit and trans...orm into Jaime, my female persona. I was now 18yrs old.One early Saturday my mother and sister headed out shopping, as soon as I heard the car leave, I locked the front door and I headed to mothers room to dress up like a little slut and masturbate. First I stopped in the washroom and shaved my cock and legs getting aroused with each task, then. And then he let go.I put the flaccid skin into my mouth and began sucking on the tip of his glans. Even though it was soft I enjoyed the taste of dick in my mouth. It had been a while since the last time, and I’d been thinking about it ever since. Finally I was able to run my tongue over an actual piece of meat again, and with dedication I followed the edge of a solid glans, that began to develop into a blooming rod. The blood pumped through a thick vein – as if commanded by the touch of my. So I went to the back seat as he joined me.We kissed for sometime as he liked the taste of strawberry from my mouth. As we smooched his hand went under my dress has he squeezed my ass and in each hand he had bum cheeks and inserted his fingers into my crotch area ,some in my ass some in my cat. He removed my dress straps and as my dress top fell to show my boobs , he realized I wasn’t wearing any undergarments to college.He asked me why wasn’t I wearing the undergarments he gave me, I replied. “It’ll take about forty-five minutes to wash and dry. Can you wait?” I assured her that I had nothing scheduled, and could wait. I was, however, getting quite excited about our wrestling match. “How about a glass of wine while we wait?” “That would be nice.” I thought it over, as she opened a bottle of wine, and decided to clear the air. “Look, I’m not sure what’s going on here. Are we looking at something sexual, or just a platonic wrestling match?” “Okay, I’ll tell you. I don’t know. I like.