Hi, I'm Maddy and I'd been engaged to my boyfriend Philip for about ninemonths when the fuse that completely changed our relationship was lit. Itbegan...when I talked Phil into dressing as a mistress and maid for abonfire night fancy dress party at a local club. At first Phil was notinto the idea, but I made it worth his while to agree, and I was reallysurprised to find out that feminising him was one of the most eroticthings I had ever done. Hell by the time I had finished doing his hair(which. He eased forward, meeting no resistance and pressed his lips to hers, gently at first but gradually increasing the pressure as she responded with a slight gasp and a widening of her mouth. His hands, until now idle, began to roam, one to her head and neck, pulling her eager mouth closer still and the other down her back, tracing her spine with firm and somehow tender contact. His mind was full of her now, tasting her breath, one hand with a fist full of hair not to hurt or to control, just to. Tom began to gasp, and I stuck my right index finger up his arse hole to the first knuckle. He squealed and jerked, and I watched his delicious creamy spunk erupt from the eye from which his piss had poured just minutes before. Four jets of spunk landed squarely on my tits. As he finished, I took Tom’s softening prick and once again licked him clean. Tom sank back and sat against the bath, totally exhausted. I wasn’t finished though, and lifted my breasts up towards my mouth in. I don’t think the business got ripped off the first months. A couple of the farmers gave me the impression they were looking for ways to rip me off, and Ken warned me about their reputation for being ‘shady. The books showed I stayed in balance. I ate in the café twice a week. I bought things at the grocery and learned to cook some things. My cooking never compared to Diane’s. I got to know most of the people in town, all the farmers for miles around and some from outside the county. For the.