Mit einem scharmanten Grinsen kam Devon van Devon auf mich zu und schüttelte mir respektvoll die Hand und lud mich ein mich zu ihm auf das Sofa zu se...zen.ALs ich mich grade gesetzt fing er eine kurze Konversation mit mir an: "So Laura dann erzähl uns doch mal warum hast du dich Entschieden die erste Person überhaupt zu werden die bei Bimbo oder Billionaire auftritt zu werden?" Nach einem kurzen moment der Stille antworte ich mit ausdrucksstarker Stimme: "Ich komme aus ärmlichen Verhältnissen. It is around 38”. So ritu’s clothes were perfectly fit for me though they were tight at the tummy, but I managed it. She did my make up. She applied red lipstick, kaajal in my eyes, bindi at my forehead. She waxed my legs & arms. I wore her black bra n panty & red silk suit in which she looked red hot. She brought a black wig for me. Now I was looking a complete girl. No one could recognize me. To confirm, we went to the outside shop, where every one recognized me as ritu’s friend nimmy. I saw. Two fingers pressed against the crown hiding her clit and she quivered, not with the cold, but now with excited want. My face pressed against her chest and she leaned back just as the two fingers pressed into her channel and thrust deeply into the wetness already gathered there just for me. Again and again my hand thrust the digits in and out of her pussy as she gasped with the beginnings of climax, the cold now forgotten for us both. My lips trailed wet kisses down her center and took light on. She was wearing a short frilly skirt with a tight cotton top. As she bent down to give me the drink I noticed she wasn't wearing any knickers. Beads of sweat glistened on her wet pussy. I pretended not to notice and got on finishing the job in hand. The only giveaway was my raging hard-on in my tight jeans. "There you go Steph" I said "That's the job done". "Thanks Jim" said Stephanie "Why don't you pop into the house and I'll fix up you some cake I just baked for Lionel". We had a.