Her mind still wandering to thoughts of Master Paul and wondering what she could do to be with him again. As she lay there, watching the colors dancin... on the walls, the speakerphone on the wall clicked on and startled her. ‘Isabella,’ she heard coming from the speaker. It was Master Paul looking for her, calling for her. She sat up on the couch hastily and grabbed her panties from off the floor, trying to put them on while answering him. ‘Yes Master Paul. I am here,’ she replied. Master Paul. He allowed his stiff prick to slide out of her as his kissed down between her breasts. He bit the fabric of the bra between his teeth and pulled it free of her body, tossing it to the side with a jerk of his head. Her massive mounds were exposed, topped with perfect, pink, Hersey kiss-shaped nipples. He kissed her breasts and took a nibble on a nipple as he casually eased his cock back into her waiting cunt."Oh, Mark," she moaned. "Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck."The word was music, sounding every time he. By the next day everyone in the whole school thought we were a couple now and actually we couldn’t blame them..we acted like one we used to roam together…play in the evenings..and sometimes I would give her a lift back too.One day she came over and she was like ‘Hey Pranay..listen..I told my mum how you helped me get into the team and all..And she has invited you for lunch this Sunday’..Now that we were good friends..I excepted her invitation and that I would go ‘. So..as expected..i got ready. Now before you ask, no I'm notgay. I have a girlfriend and I don't dress up to meet guys. I enjoycross-dressing because I like the way I look as a girl. I don't want tobe a girl; I still enjoy being a guy and doing guy things. This is justsomething I enjoy doing as a hobby, much like my dad enjoys golfing or mymom enjoys painting.It all started when my older sister, who is currently away at college,dressed me up for a video project she had to do for school. While Iprotested at first, once.