As a child mymother had insisted on dressing me in the girliest of things. Goodnessknow how many party dresses I'd worn over my childhood. I vividlyre...ember those petticoats with multiple tiers of tulle and paper taffetathat held your skirt out at ridiculous angles. True I always looked socute and girly in them but after many years of wearing such styles Iwanted something different. So of course when I was free to make my ownchoices I opted for much plainer and more practical fashions. If. A black choker to hide my Adam's apple. A pearl necklace.Pearl bracelet. Fingernail stickers/decorations. Pink scarf. Done.This ends the actual how to part.It is tested and true.Probably happening right now.In the next chapter I will tell you what happened this particular evening.Chapter 2I opened the bathroom door femmed out, completely vulnerable. Almostshaking.He welcomed me standing up hand out.I took it and did a spin for him."Turn around I want to see you".He is around Five Ten, One Sixty. Soon I am caressing my cock and getting it smothered in juice!I am stiff and hard!My helmet is showing its spunk hole, gaping and getting ready to ejaculate!But not yet, no, far from it!I start walking around the room, my hand still inside my dripping panties, gently wanking and squeezing, making me shudder with sexual delight!Maybe only another transvestite can truly know what this feels like!I pose for the video camera, making sure that what I do now will fuel many more days and nights of. Instead, she just made a soft "Un Ugh" sound somewhere deep in her throat, creating vibrations in her mouth that tickled his cock and made his balls contract. She grasped him around the base with one hand, and gently rolled and squeezed his balls with the other, as she bobbed her head up and down and relaxed her throat to allow his cock to slide nearly all the way inside. A little spurt of cum escaped from the tip as it hit the back of Hermione’s throat."Bloody Hell, Hermione," Ron squeaked.