That I wanted her like this... that I've been wanting her like this for ages... that what she said a minute ago was true. We always had this thing bet...een us. She was young and fresh and beautiful, and even though she had gorgeous, grapefruit sized tits, the focus of my attention was lower down, at the juncture of her thighs. The hair on her mound was curly, a dark auburn, and the sight of it sent the shakes through me. Like mother like daughter... Without thinking I slipped my right hand. ) I continued explaining. "Atfirst, Janice said my hands were a bit rough so she showed me how to useher hand and face cream to make them soft. She says my hands feel likemummy's now and she likes it."Aunty Janet's jaw sagged with mild amazement as she fingered my handsagain then she spoke softly."Well, you're hands are certainly nice and soft. They'll be perfectlysafe to handle my nylons. Let's look at your nails."I presented my nails for inspection stretching my fingers out with mypalms. I had 24 hours to make up my mind. I lay awake all night thinking. The idea of not being able to go back was my only reason to be hesitant. The thought of really living as a woman and especially seeing and feeling real breasts on my chest left me no choice. The idea of her having the only key to a real locking chastity belt was relatively new to me but the idea of being locked in with her having the only key was thrilling and high on the list of pros I went over. I managed to wait until we sat. By the tenth stroke Andy had tears welling in his eyes, he was much less confident of making it to 24 in silence.Stokes 11 and 12 caused him to cry out and the tears started to roll from his eyes and down his cheeks, he now also had a raging erection, which he was sure the master must have noticed. The 13th stroke caused Andy to abandon his determination to remain silent “13, thank you master, please may i have another?” He mumbled. “I’m sorry 61, I didn’t hear you” said the master. “13, thank.