We tookoff our wraps and handed them to the salon manager. We put our raincoatson as quickly as possible. The salon manager pretended not to notice ho...our ultra-short dresses revealed almost all of our bulging knickers. Iguess she already knew we were sissy boys. The thought struck me thatperhaps she was used to sissy clients. Maybe that was why she had aseparate, more private, room available in the salon?We went round the shopping mall and bought more underwear. "Dollies needplenty of pairs of. Stopping briefly to suck and tease my nipples, she worked her hips between my thighs before sliding down between them, leaving a trail of wet kisses down my tummy. Closing my eyes I began to fondle my breasts as I awaited the delights to come. With her lips and tongue, she kissed and probed her way up and down my pussy, from my ass crack to my clit. I was burning desire, and my hips bucked and rocked instinctively as her hot wet tongue explored my folds. I had never been made love to like this. Y’know.”Her dad was always a bit lost when mum was away.“Okay, well, I’m gonna get my stuff and go. See you later.”“Bye, sweety.”Kirsty went to her room but before she got her drawing stuff together she changed into some of her more daring clothes. Despite technically being an adult and able to make her own decisions - her parents treated her like a child and would never approve so she’d got used to putting them on under her normal clothes and then changing outside the house. Today she had. Missy looks over her shoulder with a wicked grin. “Now for your other surprise.” Brock slips out and away. Her pussy is tingling with excitement. The catgirl spins around to sit more comfortably on the stairs. She grabs his shaft, stroking it and bending down to kiss the side of it. Her eyes close and she then proceeds to rub the thing all over her face. The head of it slides across her eyes, nose, cheeks and lips. “Mmm...” she purrs. “I fucking love your dick.” She kisses down the length to.