When texting Brian would ask Tracey to send pictures of herself Tracey sent him a pic of her underwear laid out on the bed Brian would ask for more af...er a few weeks of Brian begging Tracey sent a pic of her in a bra Brian would tell Tracey he would wank himself off to the pic this made Tracey laugh and a bit excited .Brian was desperate to fuck Tracey and would suggest places they could meet up but Tracey always dismissed the idea Tracey and Brian spent the Friday night texting each other. My cousin Amanda picked me up from the station and I was surprised to see her wearing a very short skirt and heavy makeup since I knew Aunty Betty did not approve of immodest dress and was also very strict about makeup. I was also dressed rather immodestly in a very short skit and always wore a lot of makeup. When we arrived home Aunty Betty was not there. As Amanda helped me unpack I noticed rather severe handprints on the back of each of her upper thighs and realised that unless I changed. Once in town, you checked in to your hotel and as you were heading to your room you made sure to check the layout of the lobby and the elevators as you had set in your mind how this would play out. I anxiously awaited your message that you were ready for me. Wearing my casual pants with my lacy low cut blouse, my neckline filled with strands of beads, dipping down to my breasts I hurried over to my phone at the first ring knowing what awaited me on the other side. ‘It’s time to cum’ is all you. My mouth hung wide open as I stared at my reflection. Esther had tied my hair into two ponytails on each side, adding bangs that covered my forehead. Her pants, combined with the rubber top, and expertly applied makeup, transformed me into a ravishingly gorgeous woman."Like?" Oh, absolutely, Esther. You're magic. How..." Hush, baby. I used to dress Cindy. But you are so much more beautiful. And so much harder, I see. Let me help you with your condition."Esther unzipped the fly on her pants that.