I am a cross dresser with Sub and Dom tendencies but unfortunately my partner does not like me being a Gurl and so I have to when I can sneak in a dre...sing up session to fulfil my needs. I hadn't dressed up for over a year and was itching to feel the touch of my nylons next to my skin. My partner was going out to meet up with a friend which was to be an overnight visit which meant I was to be on my own.... "What should I do" I thought to myself, "watch a film, play on my Xbox?" No I thought. Self loathing that may be, but it gets me through the coming 12 months until I pluck up the courage to choose another homeless man for my pleasure.This little scenario has gone on year after year and I knew that it would never change. Then last year I had the surprise of my life. One, I might add, was of my own making.I was 41 then and I had to admit that this little Thanksgiving thing of mine was becoming a disgusting ritual. I wasn't sure if I could bring myself to do it again. I'd been. " Well, why didn't you say that in the first place!. Where —and what time do you want us?" she asked, a hint of amused tolerance playing at the corners of her mouth."At Luca's house," Mick concluded, which was news to Luca. But Kate was now looking at Luca, holding his gaze intently enough to unsettle him. A silence yawned between them, and he suddenly realised he was supposed to say something. "Yeah, tonight," he finally managed, "It'll be great if you and Jemma could make it. Tarts, you say?". ” Whether it was the buzz from the scotch or because I was so horny I licked the whole load from my hand. “ Dirty bitch. Come and sit on my knee!” I slowly sat on his knee and now Mike released my cock and began to wank me. The feeling of someone else’s hand on my cock was electric and it took only a few strokes before my orgasm shot spunk onto Mike’s thighs. “ Dare you,” I smiled. Mike took my load onto a finger and licked it all off. He took my hand and led me to his parent’s room. He took.