Baad mein meine unke petticoat ka nada khol diya woh pick colour ki penty mein thi meine unki penty utaar di unki bur par thode se baal they. Sasu ma ...e mera muh unke bur ke paas laga diya mein unki bur ko choosne laga sasu ma machal rahi thi unki bur ki khushboo bhi shandar thi . Thodi der choosne ke baad meine apna lund sasu ma ki bur mein dalna shuroo kiya.Sasu ma ko dard ho raha tha par woh kah rahi thi ki jaldi se daal de raju meine sasu ma ki kamar ke neeche takia lagaya aur unhone aapni. You don't want all my friends to think I'm a liar do you?" she thrusther finger deeper.:No...I ...ohohohohohoh"My panties were soaked with pre-cum as she diddled my ass."I knew you wouldn't, because you're the sweetest sissy husband in theworld. That's why I invited them over to see in person. They should behere any minute."As if on cue the doorbell rang at that moment, She gave a final twist ofher finger before pulling it from my ass. "That'll be them sissy. do you want to get it or shall. I don’t care about the urban so much myself, just people.”This was better. Normal conversation, potentially common ground. “You do photography too?” I asked.“No,” she replied. “Painting, drawing, sketching, whatever. I’ve applied to dozens of schools, but they won’t have me, the bastards.”“Bummer,” I said.She shrugged. “It’s no big deal. In a way I’m happier doing my own thing.”This was much better. Relaxing a bit, I said, “And what kind of thing is that?”A smile, an inward smile, all secrets. I kept the striped socks on, I thought they looked cute. Mychastity stayed on. I really didn't want a surprise erection during thisdate.I walked over to the nearby old timey diner we had agreed to meet at. Itwas a shiny metal and neon building, with a definite 60's theme.Waiters' ascots and waitresses in poodle skirts darted around on rollerskates, delivering food and milkshakes to their guests. It seemed like apretty popular place, and there were more than a few couples alreadyinside. I didn't.