Nor slim-waisted. "Now stand still with your legs apart. I'm going tocover your body with hair-removing cream."She started at the back, using a small ...lastic spreader to apply thecream. She worked from my ankles up to my bottom. She covered the cheeksof my bottom, then in the crack between them. The spreader touched mybum-hole, then the crotch area behind my balls. Then my back up to myneck and then the backs and sides of my arms. Then she moved round to thefront and started on my feet. She. Although by thistime I was reasonably confident when being seen on the street in girls'clothes, I was more aware than usual of being a boy who had been forcedto wear feminine attire. OK, "forced" is perhaps too strong a word. I hadliked dressing in girly things while in the privacy of my own home. Butsince my little secret had been discovered, I knew that I had been, well,maybe not so much "forced", but rather more than "encouraged", and"persuaded" wasn't exactly true either...I decided that. There was one lady, around 45. She was really cute but kinda shy.I asked her what was her offer. She said she was renting rooms in her apartment for a cheap price in the city.The offer was good for me and I agreed, so we took a taxi to her apartment.When we got there she told me that she was living alone and there were not any other guests in the apartment.That was perfect situation, only me and her alone. Why a lady like you would live alone? I asked.Well, my husband left me for another women. Uska hath mere butloko se mere chud mai chala gaya o mere chud ko masel ne lega mere chud ko masalte masalte usne mere chud mai aapna ungli dal dia. usne mera t-shirt uttar dia or white color ka bra bhi mai apne aap ko control nahi kar pa rahi thi or wo bhi nahi. usne mujhe bister pe phek dia or ekhi bar mai mera jeans uttar di maine under ak black colour ke panty pehni thi, usne mera panty apne moo se paker ke khol dia usne apna lund nikala or mere chud mai dala dhere dhere usne jaise hi mere.