God!” she squealed again, “You horny little man! Don’t tell me you like looking at that filth.” All I could do was nod like a little idiot. �...Well then” she said, “why don’t we enjoy the show together.” With that, she came and sat on the sofa behind me, opening her legs and pulling me in between them so that I stood there, my back against those incredible tits, her legs either side of me and her head looking over my shoulder. Then she put her left hand down to my zipper, and pulled out my young. I look longingly at the clothes in thenormal shops but I've never been brave enough to go in and buy them incase someone sees me. I can get this stuff in the party shop andeveryone just assumes it's for a stag night. It does the job and it'snot as if I'll ever be going out in it."Emma thought for a moment. "Look, it's Sunday today. The shops willbe open in a couple of hours so why don't I take you shopping for somemore appropriate things?" That would be really nice but what if someone I know. At least I know we have something in common.” “I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't think you had something in common with her. Oh, by the way, how do you feel about having sex with another sissy?” “I've never given it any thought but it might be fun.” “And I know she's into having her picture taken. In fact, that's how we met. Well, we met online and she mentioned it and I told her I'd like to take some good pictures of her so she came to my studio one evening and I took quite a few shots. We decided to go for some short sightseeing nearby. My son didn’t want to change his cloths and decided not to come in the room. So we both went to our room for changing our cloths. After reaching in our room, my wife immediately removed her jeans first and I saw her fuchsia color panty matching with her bra. She decided to wear salwar kameez and after removing her top she wears it. I just changed my check shirt to t-shirt. In few minutes we were on our way for sightseeing. It was cool day but.