Usne ek black top or capri pahni hui thi, mai to ussr dekhte he pagal ho gaya . usne mujhe drawing room me baithaya or pani diya or kaha thodi der bet...o main abhi aati hoon. main sofe par baith kar uska wait karne laga thodi der baad wo aayi or mujhe cold drink diya, maine jaise hi cold drink finish kara usne kaha bed room me chalo or usne ac on kiya or mujhe boli pahle tum mujhe thodi body massage de do, maine uski t shirt or capri utari , ab wo black bra panty me mere saamne thi maine uski. I got the feeling she was interested in more but we were in the middle of the club and she had never done anything like that before so I wasn't sure how to react. I started to get hard but the dance ended before anything else could happen and we both drifted back into the party. After that, I really didn't think too much more about it. Towards the end of the night when it got time to leave she ended up there alone. Her husband was passed out and somebody had poured him out the door and got. I took my time and put on the panty hose, slip, skirt and a blouse. I slipped on flats and sat in front of the mirror on a small little stool. It took me a few minutes to attach the wig to my head but I finally got it in place. I felt so good as I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My bottom was round and my cheeks pushed the material on my skirt perfectly. My long skinny legs ran up under the edge of my skirt and I looked sexy. I put on some makeup and fixed my eyes. A little perfume. Deanne screamed as her body shook as hard as the tree house was shaking. She closed her thighs and gripped my cock with her pussy like a fist. Then a jolt of electricity hit my dick as a softball size ball of fire raced down the strands of her wet hair, danced across her face, and down between her breasts. Sparks leaped from her nipples, striking her belly as the ball of fire rolled headlong to her slippery wet pussy.Both of us shook and shivered as another orgasm slammed into us. I knew as.