The day before Christmas. Looking for a nice gift for my mom, fighting the crowds to buy what I should have bought a month back. And that was when I s...w my dad. With a beard. Dressed as Santa. I pulled out my phone and called Mom’s cell phone. Why that was my first action I don’t know but it was. To tell her where he was suddenly seemed the most important thing in the world. My uncle answered the phone. I heard but didn’t hear my uncle telling me to get to the hospital. That mom had been. My wife quickly changed her dress. She wore salwar kameej without bra or panty. We saw that the tailor was almost winding up for the day. My wife took the ghagra choli and went to the shop. I knew my wife was planning something special for me. So I went to the roof. Because of darkness no one can see me.She entered the shop and started complaining about the fitting.Wife- Masterjee, look what have you done. It is too tight.Tailor – No no madam, I have stitched as per the measurement. Can you. Taking pictures of myself fantasizing about being a girl and what type of guys I would like and what I want them to do to me .After years of doing this I have worked out what really turns me on and off, this story is my fav fantasy .I'm very submissive when I dress up as a girl ,i want to be man handled ,to feel a mans smooth muscles ,the strength of a large black man .He would be over six foot tall very sexy and very dominant .He likes me wearing very sexy outfits ,platform heels basically. Ashley's body thrashes beneath his long wet tongue. She starts to hump up into his face. She feels her self about to let go. She clamps her pussy tight around his fingers. She grinds her clit up into his tongue. Ashley shakes uncontrollably as she looks down. "Oooooohh fuck I'm gonna cum make me squirt all over your face." she says kinda dominating. "Oh I'm going to." he says as he fingers her faster. Ashley's body lets go as she shakes so hard. He pulls away a little bit watchign her pussy.