I looked in the mirror and commented to myself, "For aquickie make-over, I don't look half bad."Going back to my bedroom, I crawled into my queen size...bed and reflectedon last evening's events. As I thought about the time at the club andexperiences with Susan, I started rubbing my clit (It becomes a clit whenI am en femme) through my panties. Taking it in my hand, I thought aboutSusan sucking me and I began to stroke it faster. As I reminisced aboutmy virginity being taken, I licked my finger. Andar principal sir paaglo ki tarahse chuma lerahe they kabhi boobs chusne lagte to kabhi hontho ko chuste aur phir ek haathse chooth sehlane lage thodi der baad madam ko uthakar table per baithaya tange ghutno ke paas se modkar failadiya aur neeche unki tango ke beech mein muhdalkar madam ki rasbhari choot ka rass chusne lage, jee kar raha tha abhi jakar madam ki choot chaatne lagoo.Per meri jagah principal sir ne leli thi. Madam ka ser kisi gudiya ki tarah hil raha tha ankhhen bandh nichle. I walked over to the dresser to pick out a matching bra and panty set, but decided to go commando.I then sat on the bed, trembling with so much excitement; I wanted to masturbate once more. Again I fought the urge, and exclaimed, “Calm down sweety.” As my mind rationally told me, ‘you’ll be fine, that’s it deep breath, there are we calm now.’ “Hell no,” I chuckled. I wanted to go get a glass of wine, to settle my nerves but decided not too. After a few minutes I decided to just go for it. She was dressed in a sports bra and gym shorts. Peter knew that this was it; he’d only have a short time to make as much skin-to-skin contact as possible before she completely overpowered him. So, taking off his shirt, he stood opposite her in a stance that more closely resembled that of a wrestler than a fighter. The difference in their physiques could not be more apparent; he looked like a child compared to her.Reaching back she hit the timer and at the sound of the bell, walked slowly.