“Did I say freedom, I meant….oh noo, how will i ever survive away from my amazingly awesome dad” she replied as she gave him a hugI stood in the...back watching the scene. Stacy’s family and mine had been neighbors since I was born and growing up we’d naturally done everything together. Our parents enrolled us into the same schools, extracurriculars and sports activities.We’d grown up in a small town in the suburbs and never had the chance to eacape the watchful eyes of our parents. So, when. Many anoutfit found its way into my secret hiding place before making its way tothe second hand clothing store. I wrestled with the idea that I might betranssexual, but it seemed to be just a hobby for me at the time. I didnot have any interest in losing my male parts. I just liked pretending.Some boys looked at Playboy magazines. I, on the other hand either lookedat JC Penney catalogs and fantasized about wearing the pretty clothing,or isolated in my room, clad in my sister?s clothes staring. ” As she turned around I got my first look at her tits which were just as perfect as her ass. They were every bit a D cup and they looked really soft with just a little sag to them. Her areola were light brown and a little bigger than quarter sized and I couldn’t wait to get her nipples nice and hard.“Oh Steph your tits are perfect too. Your boyfriend or husband is the luckiest man in the world.She said, “Thank you Tony but right now I’m single,” as she started running her hands over the. As the tip slipped in her body went rigid, toes curled cheeks straining to shut and muscles trying to remove the intruder from her body. Now a reading takes anywhere from two to five minutes, a short time but heaven. She looked so cute there with a little glass tail poking out. One end attached to me the other inside her body. I looked down at that pink little hole and slowly pushed a little harder. I could see the ring of muscle open slowly to take the wider part of the thermometer. The more.