Her legs crossed, engrossed in her reading. I could see she was wearing stockings as usual, the thoughts of her causing my normal arousals.I finished ...ork and grabbed a taxi to the clinic. The receptionist showed me to a consultation room, she gave me a gown and pointed to a side area where I could get undressed. I slipped my clothes off, and wrapped the gown around me. It barely fitted, I tied the string as best as I could, and sat on the edge of the couch. My legs crossed tightly, anyone. ..We either have done it, or want to do it.My wife and I had put off re-decorating the bathroom and decided that it had to be done. We went through our budget and decided that our best course of action was to use paper on the walls. Now I would tackle any DIY job around the house but papering was never my forte. My wife's sister however was handy with papering so I decided to ask her if she would be willing to help. In exchange I would give her a full body massage in exchange whenever she. She was fully exposed. Her wet pussy glistened in the light as she furiously manipulated her clit.Her body shivered in delight as she bit her lip and let out a soft moan. She licked her the finger from her free hand and dragged it between her breasts, down her stomach, passed her belly button until she found her tight hole. She pressed her finger inside of her and her pussy swallowed it hungrily. Her cheeks flushed bright pink as her skin became moist with sweat.She continued to pump away at. "Here let me show you how to put them on," Elizabeth said in acondescending voice taking the pack back from me and opening them.Just because I was born a man didn't mean I was born stupid I thought tomyself. She talks to me like I am a little girl getting dressed for thefirst time. Again she was leading me, thrusting femininity upon me.But I listened attentively as she pulled out the piece of cardboard thatyou always get in a pack of tights or stockings, and rolled my first pairof tights up.