I selected a shoulder-length one and put it on…my cock ached with hardness! I was feeling quite different when I looked in the mirror again…I was ...ooking at a different person…a young woman, but one with a raging hard-on and I loved it! I went back to the box to as I didn’t think it was empty. Pulling out the makeup I laid it down in the same order it was in the box and pulled another sheet out to reveal a silky but transparent blouse. Again I didn’t expect it to fit but I pulled it on, seeing. Miss Harper may be twice my age, but like any submissive slut, she knows her place and soaks up whatever her domina dishes out – and, amazingly enough, that’s me! No one in my class would dream of this, that our handsome stylish teacher is an owned bitch – and she’s mine, mine, all mine!I reach forward with my free hand and grasp a large shank of her straight smooth blonde hair, twisting it in my grasp and hauling her head up and backwards. I continue my spate of foul-mouthed abuse whilst I. I usually go there at least once a month.We are enjoying regularly.Last month once salman called me and asked me to meet at a cafe in jublihills in hyderabad at 7 p.M. As simple party. Casually they will meet me outside also not only for fuck but for friendship, so I said ok.The time came for me to meet salman,In hyderabad, there’s is a huge market of cosmetics often every body from different places come here for shopping at least once or twice.As I went I saw salman sitting in a cafe and I. Identity will obviously be kept a secret.Okay, so coming to the story with my hot lusty sister prachi(name changed), this is the time since my childhood when I used to deliberately touch her boobs (and no one had a doubt since I was a kid) whenever I went to her home with my parents. Even she enjoyed all that, and that was told to me at a later stage. So a couple of months back, I went to her home on a casual weekend, and just after reaching, I was sitting with my mami when she received a call.