Wear your black bustier, that gauzy red top and your little black skirt…NO panties!Where will you be?Oh…I’ll be nearby…watching…picking you ...p…playing with you on the dance floor.OMG…I’m wet already…see you there!I dressed to thrill that night. Smokey eyes…scarlet lips to match the top he commanded I wear…big hoop earrings (the bigger the O, the bigger the ho’)…and black thigh high stockings with lace tops that the skirt just barely skimmed. I walked into that bar feeling like sex in heels.. As she dressed she could hear the distinctive sound of Ashley's foreskin slapping as he furiously wanked over the sight of the 40-year old woman getting dressed.By the time she'd finished, Ashley had opened the shop, and he needed her to go and stock the shelves with cakes. Two male customers walked in as Liz trotted to one of the shelves, and leant forward to reveal her panties. One of the customers nudged the other and pointed at Liz, "I think we'll stay here for a coffee!"Ashley smiled at. Of course I chose pink to match my dress and she demonstrated how to tie them into nice big bows.Once she was finished I took a look at myself in the mirror and my heart nearly stopped. There I was, looking like a cute little girl at last. Looking like the cute little girl I knew I always was deep down. Mummy had me turn round and she took a few steps back to get a good look at me. Almost immediately she placed a hand over her mouth and I could see tears welling in her eyes. I began to get. Somehow or the other, my main urge is to do oral sex to a lady for longer time (kissing, licking, sucking her pussy and gulping her oozing juice). Another strange aspect is I fantasize doing this to ladies who are more built than me, I mean a little more fat and fleshy.The incidents in my life might not be unique but very strange ones. I am going to describe below one of such rarest you might have heard of. Once, on a hot summer noon, walking along the narrow way between paddy fields measuring.