Was I being stupid, I was a 53yo woman, I’d seen men of every conceivable age, been intimate with them, why was this one man bothering me so much?Hu...rying on I finished my shop, the mystery man stood and watched as I picked some frozen items, his eyes focussed on my boobs as I bought my bread, he even ran his tongue suggestively across his lips as he stared. Now I was at the check-out, he was two tills away, eyes still fully upon me as he placed his items on the belt. I looked up as he was. A black satin bra; it holds thebreast forms in place and conceals them. I still need them, since my ownbreasts are still too small for Her liking. She has already told me thatthe hormones I am taking have done as much as they can, so She will haveme scheduled for surgery soon. Then the tight black satin corset, moldingmy waist into a more feminine form as I lace it tighter. It feels like atight, sensual hug.Garters, of course, because She wants Her maids in stockings. Tonight,they are black,. Ticha paay punha majhya gudhgya pasun khaali firu laagla.Tichya botaancha sparsh mala majhya maandivar janavla. Agdi haluvaar, ti tiche bot majhya maandi var firvat hoti. Khup vel asach chaalu hota. Hila kaay karaaycha te karu dyaacha mi tharavla hota. Angavar chaadar hoti, chaadri khaali popat ughda hota, lungi potavar hoti. Khup zabardast feeling hoti ti. Jar rashmi la patavna itka sopa hota tar hicya divorcee aai la, majhya vidya maami la, patavna pan jasta avghad nasnaar aahe he majhya. Heseemed to dig in then, pushing hard on me. His frontpaws clung tightly to me as he pressed his head againstmy ribs.“I found myself responding, too, rocking back againsthim as he pushed into me. I was about to come again andlost control as the feeling became more intense. Ithink I must have fallen forward when I came. Clyde hadstopped humping and had placed both feet on the floorbeside me.“He was licking my arms and face. I could feel hisorgan still plugged up into me even though.