She was facing away from the window so I couldn't tell if she was hot or how old she was but the view from behind looked positive. She turned around ...nd in one fluid motion dropped the black dress onto the floor facing the window. Result! She was early thirties ish and hot. As the dress fell it became apparent that se wasn't wearing a bra as her small pert tits bounced as she bent forward. I actually gasped out loud as her small dark nipples came into view. When the dress slid over her. She bit her lips.I began massaging her thighs. Then she spread her legs further allowing me to go near her crotch. I started massaging her inner thighs. Slowly and seductively. A loud moan escaped my mothers mouth. And I spotted a small wet spot on her panties. Her body trembled. She was still looking at me.Looking at her, I led my fingers to touch on the creases of my mother’s panties. Her breathing became very laboured. She began heaving her boobs. I ran my fingers along her panty, staring at. Scratch, bite, slap her... she thinks you’re going to get her room if you win, so you can be sure she’s going to beat you up.”“Am I?!”The elevator stopped, Katherine stepped out, but Kaede stood on her place. She didn’t even know she had to meet this new girl, and this blonde bimbo already gave her orders and brought around stories about her? Or was she going to do it with any woman who stepped in in the wrong time?!“No” the older one continued “But she doesn’t know yet.”“Well, she’s going to. A master of disguise, the Hitman often masqueraded in order to get close enough to a mark carry out a hit; this would be no different. What was different though was that the Hitman had never disguised himself as a woman before! Actually, he reminded himself, he was disguising himself as a transvestite.The following day the Hitman went shopping with an extensive shopping list. Amongst the reams of data he had downloaded from the internet was a conversion table of men's clothing sizes to women's.