We put on makeup, jewelry and one of the new dresses. I felt like a little girl playing dress-up…”“But the dresses most definitely weren’t ‘...ittle girlish’,” Kristi said, then nodded to my mom to continue.Mom’s face turned a bit red again, “Especially the underwear wasn’t,” she said.Then she went on, “The Saturday before, we got to that point and couldn’t do it; changed back into something reasonable and never let our guys know what didn’t happen. This time, though, we hugged and took a deep. It sounds a little harsher than I had meant and I think I’ve got him stuck for words. “Errr…” is all he can manage I lean in and whisper “Fucking dirty little sissy boy” as I reach a hand around him and start to rub his cock through his panties. Yes this guy in front of me was wearing women’s panties and I fucking loved it! I can’t help but moan this to him whilst still rubbing his cock. “it’s a kink of mine, but none of my boyfriends were into it, they thought it made them gay’. ‘Not you. I'd been naked in front of Rachel a few mornings ago, but I'd never felt as exposed as I did now. I didn't turn around immediately. In fact, my eyes were closed for several seconds, as I contemplated just running off the stage. Part of me could see Rachel however, even though I had my back to her. Part of me saw I woman I didn't want to disappoint. As I summoned the courage to turn around, I reached for my hat, and took it off my head. Placing it over my nearly-exposed crotch, I then accepted. All that obstruction, combined with the fact that the girls earned more money if they got hit by the bullets made the matches satisfyingly long, dynamic and competitive. The females were still giving a good resistance, leaving the usually victorious customers properly erect and satisfied.Part II: Inside the locker room We will go now directly to the changing room of the VIP club. First thing that catches our eyes are the swinging saggy deflated balloon looking tits of Joanna. Not for anything.