. I had stoppedfighting and surrendered the lower half of my body to my feminine side.All my life I had been frightened of my inner femininity, my an...ma."Thank you. You won't regret it, Christine, or should I say now you arebecoming Christine," said the pantyhose. "Fancy a camisole, neglig?e orfull length slip to wear to bed?" No, thank you, my upper half is still Chris and will not surrender toyou so easily," I replied stiffly."Oh really?" smirked the pantyhose and I looked at my bedroom. . even dart out her tongue and tickle the balls.The man moaned in pleasure and her master’s hand caressed her back and down to her ass. He was getting so turned on too watching her. She felt his fingers tease under the waist band of her panties, he wanted to rip them off she could tell but, he waited, made her earn that. Instead he slid his hand up and played with her big hanging tits, pulling on the nipples until she moaned in pleasure.God it was hard not to touch herself. To not give in to. We had a three-car caravan! Helen, Sylvia, and Lorrie, all in their own cars were following us to auntie's house! Oh brother!We arrived at my auntie's house and everybody pitched in to help carry everything in the house. There was a lot more stuff than I thought! Holy cow, there were a bunch of packages and boxes and bags! Garment bags and shoeboxes and well, just a ton of stuff!My mommy took me upstairs and ran me a bath and then undressed me. I could get used to being pampered like this! I. When he came out of the bathroom, I noticed that his cock was showing through his basketball shorts. It wasn't hard but seemed way thicker than my husbands. He must have noticed me looking at it because he asked if I liked what I saw. I commented that it looked big and I hadn't ever seen a black man naked in real life. He laughed and asked if I wanted to see him naked. I said it would be nice but he couldn't tell my husband. He smirked and said ok. He pulled off his shirt first and I was amazed.