"Holy shit, Terry? Is that you?" I asked dumbfounded.Standing before me was a beautiful woman (at least it looked that way).He/she was dressed in a bl...e satin knee length dress that was gatheredin a high waist that showed off a pair of well rounded breasts. Her legswere encased in nude colored nylons and she had black patent leatherpumps on with 3 or 4 inch heels. I looked her up and down, makeup wasflawless, shoulder length black hair styled carefully. I was mute!"Yes it is me, but it is Teri. Thanks.”The man replied, “My pleasure, Sylvia.” He stopped rubbing the young slut’s cunt. Sylvia stayed in position, waiting for the hard thing to be taken out of her cunt. He gently stroked his cock in and out of hers fuckhole. With both hands he held onto her waist above the flare of her hips. Mr. Moore fucked more of his cock into her.Sylvia was sobbing at the humiliation of it all. Though suffering from the degradation, she couldn’t keep from moaning as her cunt opened up for his big cock.. For back in his high school days he found that he really loved cross-dressing in secret. After a few cautious forays in public he discoveredthat he was passable as a woman to nearly everyone. It was just luckygenetics, he supposed. And besides cross-dressing his other passion waspolitics and the law.Julianne sailed through university, made partner in his law firm withinfive years after getting his degree, was elected to one term inCongress, and then was elected to the Senate. Halfway through. ‘Do you want to be my bitch, Carla? Have my big cock inside you, huh?’ ‘Yes, please, yes, I do,’ I breathlessly replied, eyeing his engorged meat inches from my face. He grinned, then held my face millimetres away from his cock, teasing me with it as I opened my mouth and tried to lick it. Every now and then he would move me forward while he twisted his hips, slapping me on my face with his cock. I knew what he wanted, but I tried to hold out. The mesmerising scent of his manhood, just beyond.