I can hear you scrabbling up the stairs on hands and feet and then you push the door open and crawl in. I know you are looking at me as I'm bent over ...he dresser drawer, still toweling off from the shower I just took and rummaging through my vast array of toys. You know that your eyes should be on the ground like a good little slave but you like being a little brat, doing small things you know you aren’t supposed to and being punished for them. And I don’t really mind, I like my little brat who. Gradually easing forward, I pushed the head against the very rim of your cunt, teasing and probing you. I went in to that soft, inviting tunnel, but only so far as my cock-head was enveloped. Then I gave a few short in and out thrusts, and I imagine that with each one you were expecting to take me in completely. Little by little my strokes got longer and I felt you tighten your cunt around me. Those pelvic floor muscles of yours are good, so you must have put in a lot of hard work with that. I had also seen her on camera and talked with her numerous times. She too was very pleasant and unlike her sister taller that most ladies from the PI. The store was a combo food store and convience store on a very small street with other stores and a lady across the street that sold water. It seems that good drinking water was a very valuable product and the lady who own the store had a very good business. She was at the store when we arrived. This lad was in her late 50’s and in good shape.. This guy was so full of shit it wasn't funny. He supposedly represented someone wanting to do a documentary on Transgenders. But I saw right through his scam. He was nothing more than an adult film maker trying to add some she males to his line up. The fact that he kept talking about doing some nude shots was a dead give away.Nevertheless my curiosity got the better of me and I spoke with him after. Even though I was the only one to take him up on his offer I filled out the form and set up.