Tuesday worked well: customers were mostly home, their paychecks from the Ford plant cashed. Nighttime worked because I could see easily, but, could n...t be seen easily. In cold winters I’d crouch by basement windows and warm my hands on the exhaust valve of the clothes dryer. I’d also be able to see many wonderful sights of suburban wives and mothers.I’d approach the front door quietly, and before knocking I’d go to tiptoes and peek into the six small windows that adorned the top of most of the. Never had acrush on one as a kid, never had butterflies in my tummy about talkingwith one, never dreamed of having one kiss me.So put aside any thoughts about me making myself more attractive to men.Its just not the case.As for being a transvestite, well, the simple fact is that I dont get anysexual charge from women's clothes. None. they are just what a womanwears, so that's what I wear.To further that point, its not about the clothes.I wear pants and a shirt most days. Dresses and skirts are. Ye dekh kar us buddhe ka lund khada ho gaya.Fir buddhe ne kaha: Aapke pati ke kapde hai, to thodi der ke liye mujhe de dijiye. Jab tak mere kapde sookh jaye tab tak.Fir mummy ne papa ke kapde buddhe ko de diye. Lekin us buddhe ko papa ke size ki pant nahi aa rahi thi, kyunki wo buddha thoda mota tha. Fir usne towel lapet liya, aur wo mummy ko dekhne gaya, jaha mummy blouse badal rahi thi.Room ka door thoda sa khula tha. Usne jaise hi mummy ke boobs dekhe, wo pagal sa ho gaya unko choosne ke. Jennifer moaned as it went in. I stopped and waited for a moment for her to acclimate and pushed in a little deeper. Jennifer moaned again, a little softer this time. Conner held as still as he could, holding Jennifer tightly and giving her a kiss, after a moment I pushed in another inch or so. Jennifer moaned softly as she started to press back against me, letting Conner's cock move in her pussy I pulled back a little and slowly pressed into her a little deeper than before. I let her set.