After that, I blew him like every day that summer. I think my mom may have seen us but she never said anything. Mom was feminizing me at an early age�...�.I was walking around the house in her heels at age 5….I wore my aunt’s heels too and they all thought it was so cute!! That must be where my heel obsession comes from. Mom started buying me girl clothes and having me dress up as a girl when I was home….schoolgirl skirts, blouses,panties…bra and heels when I was like 12. I didn’t dress up for my. “Can I use you phone? I’ve broken down and my mobile has no reception”Even if she had been ugly as sin, the dog would have got her in, it was lovely (and friendly). Even if she hadn’t had the dog, those swaying hips, and prominent chest, would have got her over the threshold.“I saw your bike in the shed” the door kept blowing open “nice. My Dad had an A65”That was it, I was in love, a dog loving, motorcycle appreciating, beauty.“Come in, would you like some tea? I was just about to make. I hadn't planned anything beyond finding her house. I brought along a book for company but didn't see My Ruthie for those three days. I spent a couple of hours sitting there before the boredom was too much for me and I would leave.Day four was a different matter. I arrived two hours later than the previous days and after only an hour saw Ruth walking from the building to a little yellow Volkswagen Beatle. She would be easy to follow.Just like I learned from TV cop shows I followed the little. It was too much to take. I had to sit down, never have I had an orgasm like it. Catching my breath I looked up. He was better looking up close. I wanted to run my hands down his amazing body. I'd never imagined that he would do that to me and never had I imagined it would have taken place in the steam room. I wanted to ask why here and why now but before I had the chance he stuffed my mouth with his huge hard cock. Taken by surprise I did only what I knew to do, suck. Sucking nice and slow, I.