Not to say she wasn't beautiful any longer - she was!She was tall, five-eleven, with long legs and a thin waist that she still enjoyed showing off. Sh... had begun to style her hair about five years ago, until it was a now large blond mane. Her breasts were even better than when she was sixteen; they were bigger and firmer (after her last child she had implants). She pretended to hate the jokes or names that the crew called her, like "tall Amazon", "leggy blond", "hot model", "sexy", "beautiful",. .mujhe jaise green signal mil gya …kuch time tak hum roj uper chhat se ek dusre se isaro main baat kiya karte the..ek din maine usko apna number de diya aur bolo ki mujhe raat main call karna…wo niche chali gayi.. raat bhar mai uski call ka intezar karta rha but koi call nahi aayi maine socha wo call nahi karegi..lakin usse agle din uska phone aaya usne STD se phone kiya aur mujhse kha ki uske pass apna phone nahi hai toh wo raat main call nahi kar payi maine usko milne ke leye bolo main usko. She was virtually out of it by then due to the excessive quantity of alcohol she’d consumed, and I knew I was going to have serious trouble getting her home in that state if we had to leave the hotel before the morning.The men focused on my body after that, but probably only because Mistress was in no state to be of any interest to them. While many men would have wanted to continue having sex with the prettier woman, regardless of her state, the two with us were intent only on having sex with. And fun it would be, too. One hell of a pair of tits jutted from her taut blouse, and both a fine ass and long, tapering legs were evident inside her tight jeans. There'd been no time for her--or him--or it to go more than a few yards before he'd opened the door and given chase. Think! He told himself. Where could the transgendered freak have gone?His eyes fell on the stylized figure that represented a woman in a skirt, and he knew, as soon as he saw it, that his quarry had fled into the.