She dressed him to hisscandalously short slip, then started by putting the falseeyelashes on his eyes, and she glued on the breast forms, wonderingwhy...he would order such big ones. Then it was the rest of themake-up that was in the box. The eye shadow she thought was way toodark but it was what he must have ordered. Finally it was thebusiness suit, and the jacket couldn't be buttoned over his hugebreasts. Then she put the belt and boots on him. She saw he was asif in a trance-like state the. I shrugged resignedly to myself and got thestockings I had selected, stay-up ones that were bright crimson withflecks of shiny gold stuff in them. When they were on I stepped intoclear plastic pumps with three inch heels. I took a few steps andturned around in slow motion. Okay, I really did look good, despite theabsence of make-up or a wig. I started to get that old feeling thatused to overcome me when my dress-up sessions were private. But then Irecalled that my wife was about to go out. ”Didi meri baat sun kar muskurai aur boli, “Thik keh rahi hai tu. Woh log kafi paise bhi lekar aate hai aaj raat unko ek bhi rupaya wapis nahi lejane dena.”Me: (chikhte hue) Woww didi. Fir kuch der soch kar ye hoga kaise?Didi: Tu dekhti ja. Main kosis karke dekhti hu.Me: Par kaise.Didi: Ye teeno tharki log hai. Bas isi thark ka fyda uthana chahti hu.Me: Didi woh to thik hai par agar unhone kuch galt kar diya to.Didi: kya galt karenge. Jada se jada (bolte bolte beech mein ruk gayi aur fir boli). He dove for my wet soft hole and began to lick and suck and kiss me so much that I was the one having to hold in my screams. I pushed his face deeper into my crotch, even grinding his face so he could get more pleasure. He loved the way I tasted and seemed to go insane licking my fresh pussy juice. Clifford? How long has it been since youve fucked a pussy? I asked wanting desperately for him to push himself deep into mine. 15 years he said. We just looked at each other for a moment and I.