I did not understand what she wanted to mean; but Jennifer insisted she wanted to meet me when my loving wife would be out…Two days later I called h...r back, telling that Ana would visit some friends out of town and then we agreed I would go to her home…Jennifer asked me to go to her place late in the evening. I was very busy at office with some heavy paperwork and finally I pulled into her drive a little before midnight.A dim light in the porch came on and Jennifer opened the door.She smiled to. Mansi se ye sunkar me7inch ka khada lund ko pant se nikaka kar dikha diya .mansi pehle se hi garam thi usne lund dekh kar boli me to tumhe bacha samaj rahi thi.aur tum se sex ki baat sunkar garam thi isliya apna boob thmhare pith par ragad raha tha.phir Manasi boli pith me boob dabane ka gift itna sundar lund hoga pata nahi tha.mene phir se mansi ko kiss kiya aur bola ajj duty na jake tum ko chudna he.to mansi raji hogayi.aur ham domo gadi back kare mansi ki ghar par pahanch gaye.Dono room me. "No Mithdreth," I said shaking my head."You'll get used to it," she said in a matter of fact way while undoingthe padlock on my dress and taking my wig off. I took off the rest of myclothes. I felt more naked than ever wearing some semi permanent make up,bald and wearing little else.She took me into the bedroom. "Put that lot on," she said pointing to apile of clothes on the bed. I went over and picked up a pair of yellowsatin panties with frills at the leg holes and a large bow on the. I have bought a new set of underwear. Just for her. It was not cheap. For a moment I am thinking that I will never wear it again. That I will frame it and put it up in my bedroom, and whenever I meet her, I will buy a new set of underwear and a frame. And I will write a letter for each frame, like the entry of a diary, in which I will treasure my memories. And I will compose a song on the piano for every time I met her, and the song will reflect my feelings during that session.It is a silly.