Maine uski saree ko utara phir peticoat ko ab wo bra aur painty mai thi jo behad khoobsoorat lag rahi thi usska sharir gathila tha aur bade bade boobs...the aur chootadon ki bat hi mat poochho kya gajab ke chootad hain suman ke mera lund ussko nangi dekh kar tan kar khada ho chuka tha ab wo mere lund se khel rahi thi apne hathon main lekar aur main usski bra aur painty utar kar alag kar chuka tha aur jor jor se usske boobs ko chosa raha tha aur daba bhi raha tha usse mja aa raha tha aur jor jor. To my horror she opened the door. i was forced to obey my Mistress & i, with my voice shaking, introduced myself as jennifer and my Mistress Rita. of course she had no idea who i was. then i explained that she knew me as John 30 years ago. i was your son's best friend. You used to babysit me. You were my mother's best friend. She then saw John through the make-up, long blonde hair, and fem clothing. i quickly explained that i was a transgender now and had something very important to talk to her. How blissful that sensation! How as Istroked down my rounded hips to my gorgeous thighs, how I knew thatthis, this was what I was inside, what I wanted to be, how I wantedto look. Though I knew that this girl had to remain my secretself. I was also a boy, after all. Only a boy, at least on theoutside.Yet a year later I'd accumulated a small stash of clothes andcosmetics so the girl in me could sometimes be herself on theoutside too, even though mostly she had to pretend she was me. They. "Say it slut." "Please Master." "Say it now or I am going to leave you tied like this all night and go sleepin the guest room." The prospect of being tied all night like this and not cuming took me overthe edge. Please Master fuck my cunt. I need to cum so bad." "Good slut." He picked up speed with both hands and I came in an earth shatteringmoment of orgasm that I felt all the way down to my toes. After coming backdown from what was the best orgasm in my life. He just sat and looked at.