There is a little secret I have, though. I have been a closet cross dresser for the last five years. During my high school, I used to enjoy myself in ...y mother's and my sister's clothes. The feel of soft material, the feel of bra and panties, they turn me on a lot. When I left my home two years back, all the action had to stop. But I was so happy when Trisha moved in with me. I have been wearing her undergarments, her stockings, her high heels for the last three months now. Whenever I get time,. His tongue swirled around my mouth, seeking out whatevercum I had left, and then we traded it back and forth on our tongues, beforehe finally stopped the kiss and swallowed, showing me in the most honestand masculine way how serious he was.My arms around his head again, his around my body, his hands back on myalmost fully-exposed ass cheeks. The moans from both of us now were loudand significant. There was no holding back now, in an unspoken way. Itwas new territory for both of us, for sure,. He paused and watched me as I first gasped in pain and surprise and then as my heart pounded and my pussy lubricated itself I brimmed with sexual adrenalin and started to flex my hips wanting the intensity of the experience to build.As the stranger slowly started to draw back to my entrance and allow it to close, then pushing in, up to my cervix and squeezing around it stretching the walls of my pussy with a tension that hurt and exhilerated. He bent forward and sunk his teeth into my neck.. "What have you done?" "Let's just say, we've given you a few enhancements that will make you more useful. Greg was telling us how much he needed a new assistant and we thought you might be able to help out. Especially after this morning." I won't let you do it... urrgghh." Alana struggled some more before stopping to listen to the voices in her head.They were getting stronger and stronger. Her voice remained feminine thoughts were going through her head about how much she wanted to be an.