A small smile forms on her surprised face as she realizes it was Me, but then it dawns her she has no idea who I really was we had only talked online ...aybe once or twice and their was that one time we “met at the Stony Brook race for Beth but for all she really new I could be a r****t or murderer. But I then gently lead her to the center of the room sitting her on a soft well padded strap of come sort swinging free in the air. He then removes all of her clothing bellow the waist and straps each. I walked over to our dressing table and let my satin wrap fall to the floor. Standing naked in front of the full-length mirror I was amazed. I looked utterly and convincingly feminine apart, that is, from my hard, 8-inch cock standing stiffly out from my groin. My hair, face, breasts, body and legs were 100% woman. The hard cock was all that was left of my former life, but it was getting harder by the second.I had to look away and started to sort out my clothes. I picked up my bra, putting my. Her scent was intoxicating and swirled around the two of us. There was a spice and a sweetness to her that made me eager to taste.Her legs opened wide and I got my first look at another woman’s pussy. I know I have seen pubes back in gym class, but if any of the girls would have opened their legs, I would have turned away. But there was no turning away now. She reached down and opened her dark labia for me, the bright pink inside almost felt like a surprise. I touched her, she was even. Her hands and fingers were soft and arm against my breasts as she unknowingly started a fire in my pussy by her touching.Then she leant forward and I knew she was going to suck them. I pushed my chest forward to meet her lips as they closed onto my right nipple while with her hand she still played with my left breast.I moaned again “So lovely angel, so lovely”Instinctively, forgetting that this was Susan my daughter sucking me, I reached under her and felt for her breasts. The hardness of her.