“I like a man who knows what he’s doing,” she said, smiling at me coyly. “Well, I don’t like to brag sweetheart but I know what I’m doing... to a more than satisfactory level.” Therese looked at me oddly out of the corner of her eyes, a flirtatious and also slightly bemused grin on her face. She stood up from the lounger, placing her empty glass back on the table next to the now empty pitcher. She went to the large bi-folding doors that led back inside. I wondered if I had said something wrong,. Yours is just more elaborate than most." Her words comforted me a little, but I still had mixed feelings - some guilt at dressing as a woman, some fear that I would be discovered and ridiculed, and, of course, some wonderful feelings about the touch of these clothes on me. When we got there, and walked into the party, there were at least a hundred people already there, and I asked her, "how many people do they expect?" Her answer, "at least a couple of hundred" made me shudder a little - here I. It was empty, and so was the kitchen.I then noticed the curtains were drawn in my parents’ room. I got curious. Was dad back? No. They were definitely not dad’s slippers. I walked to the window, one cell was open, but the curtain was drawn. I gently put my hand inside the grill and pushed off the corner part of the curtain.I sat down on the ground and gently peeped inside the room. I got the shock of my life. It was my Ammi Tabassum she was in only her blouse and petticoat speaking to a man. I. It was my time to return the favour. I pulled her to my side and got my mouth to her pussy and started kissing and licking her pussy. Her pussy was flowing with her love fluids. It was a testing bit salty but was very tasty. With all the licking, biting and tongue action, she was getting restless.Soon her body got stiff. She put her both legs around my face. It was hard to breathe but I did not have any complaints as I was close to the love heaven which was smelling so amazing. And there she.