Louise was breathing hard, struggling to keep herself quiet and Willow bit her lip, knowing her mom could be quite vocal she felt a smirk spread acros... her face.“Ah, Stacy, I bet ooh… I bet your panties are soaked, right?” Willow moaned lustily.“Mmhm…” she moaned softly as she worked the length of Louise’s cock.“Take them off, hold them up for me…”Louise looked towards Willow, her eyes looking a little confused as Stacy, without taking the cock from her mouth, somewhat awkwardly, obliged,. Pooja: Yeh toh mast hai yaar hhh. I am going crazy uuhhm.Me: Mazaa aa raha hai yaar. I love youPooja: Love you too aaahh this is wonderful. Please don’t stop ma.I stopped for a moment and she turned to enquire.Pooja: ruke kyon yaar.Me; aur mazaa dene ke liye (and I took out my penis)Pooja; shit what are you doing. Marenge yarr koi aa gaya tohMe; phir jaldi kar na yaar. Mazaa lena hai toh poora lete hain.Pooja: We are not fucking here. I am not taking off my clothes.Me; Darling I am taking it. I got to handle a guy with a knife while he handled a guy with a pipe. I, by some miracle took care of my guy, with only the cut on the arm and a fractured skull in the back, but he didn't handle his. His guy came by and gave me this souvenir up front that put me out for the count. Believe me; I would have given him the keys after washing the windows and checking the oil for them first. I nearly died for his stupidity before they drilled a few holes in my head" Brian told her in disgust."Sorry. Maureen told me to sit down and Julie would be out in a few minutes and knewjust what to do.I was nervous, but excited. It's every transvestite's fantasy to be pamperedin a beauty salon while dressed as a girl. I didn't know that Maureen had instore for me but I trusted that she knew what she was doing and went alongwith it.Julie came out in a few minutes and led me back to her station where sheremoved my wig. My natural hair was pulled up and pinned so it wouldn't showbelow the wig cap. Julie.