My parents are working, so i get a lot of time at home alone. From the time I was 18 i liked to cross-dress especially in skimpy sarees and short skir...s.Crossdressing in public was always my fantasy but i could never have the courage to do so. My body is always clean shaven and my ass is round and huge enough to give any girl a complex. Whenever i dress in a saree my ass looks huge and bounces as i walk along, enough for any man to go wild with lust. I am an expert in make up and when i wear my. She was in a 1978 Ford conversion van, headed for a brief excursion through Hell with the pedal to the metal. Chances were, the Winslows would next see their daughter early on Sunday morning. She'd be in Pastor John's private office, probably nude, wrapped up in a blanket--cold, hungry, sore, wet and sticky, covered in angry red marks from collar to heels with the striping being thick and bright red in the crotch.After the contrite pastor made his confession before the congregation and begged. He moves back and pushes his cock into my mouth and the fact I was against a wall I couldn't move to much and he used this to his advantage. He roughly pounded at my face, hearing me gargling on spit from the forceful face pounding, I loved every minute of this torture. And I bobbed my head forward to meet his thrusts. He continued to work my throat over good with his cock, I tried swallowing while his cock was lodged in my throat and the sensation of my throat tightening to swallow was all he. He shook our hands and introduced himself as “Derek”. We toured the house, its yards and a little bit of the neighborhood before we sat down in the living room to talk business. There really wasn’t much to talk about. The house was impeccable, if such thing exists, but the price was way more than we could afford. Derek turned out to be a fairly nice host. He was not an agent per se, but rather the house’s original builder. His family owned the surrounding land before he started carving the.