It all adds to the 'moment'."Welcome. My name is Sylvia." I say brightly, holding out my hand. Two women emerge from the elevator. Both are wearing ho...ded gowns that conceal their faces in the semi-darkness.The gowns are all part of the mystique of this place and the exclusive services I provide. Some regular guests possess their own, and newcomers are supplied with something suitable by Jaan as they arrive,So, two women. one seems mature, the other young. The elder of the two takes my hand."My. They descended down toward the crevice of her buttocks which his hands had already pulled wide apart, his fingers curling down and rummaging in the wet slit of her vagina between the warm hair-lined lips that now throbbed involuntarily in time to the cock sliding in and out of her mouth.He moistened the tip of his middle finger from the wetness of her cunt and slowly stroked it up the crevice toward her tight, tiny anus, mumbling incoherently in the excitement of having this young, voluptuous. Tab uncle aur mom dodo sath hi nikle school se par unhone mom ko bataya ki koi jaga nai mil rahi he. Fir uncle ko yad aya ki unke achool k piche ek school bus he jo kafi dino se bandh padi thi aur uske upar plastic ka cover b dala hua tha jo ki use nai hoti thi tab uncle ne muje jaldi ek msg kiya ki tum school ke piche aajao aur me kisi b tarah ki der kiye bina pahoch gaya aur tab waha mom aur uncle dono pahuch chuke the aur uncle ne apne mobile se school me call kar k bol diya ki unki bike. I only ask that I be credited for the work and that all care istaken to keep minors from getting ahold of it.This story is intended as a work of fiction, and is also intended to beenjoyed as such work by the transgendered community.Don't Bet on It! by Sissy Demipart 1 "Hah! Hah!" she laughed, placing her hands on her rather voluptuous hips, "You lost the bet and now you've got to do whaaaaateeeeever I want!" Sharon.