He had just paid 500 dollars to have a transsexual escort come directly to his door and greet him. She had on a long pea coat and thigh high boots. Wh...n she took the pea coat off all she had on was a one piece swimsuit. Her tits were a 36 D and she was 5'9 with heels on. She went over to him and kissed him with lots of tongue. She then grabbed his dick through his sweats and said "Hard already we haven't even started. Where's your girlfriend?" He said "In the bedroom prepping her asshole" She. I had been allotted a big room all alone in d first floor with a computer and internet and all that I need, everyone else will be on the ground floor. I was busy downloading some music when she came in and I hadn’t noticed her coming in, I was dumbstruck when I turned by her side when she touched my head, she was wearing a chudithar which is semi-transparent. I somehow controlled myself and woke up and gave her the system for her to do her work. From that day onwards I often used to think. Six. Oh, my body. Oh, my body. Yes, yes I can I am thinking. Then I rolled over. "About that massage."He gave me the most beautiful back massage, slow and soft, and his big hands, god so good, all over my naked body. His hands running up and down my legs, my arms, between my legs. I was his little kitten soaking up every touch. We weren't in a huge rush, it wasn't the first time. It was us, together, lovers. I was helping him again, being there for him. Helping my brother. Such a good sister.. The drawer also held several old-fashioned girdles, andI chose the smallest, least scary-looking one.I took off the dress and petticoat and squeezed myself into the girdle.It took considerable effort to pull it up over my hips and waist. It mademe feel... well, let's just say that my nether parts were firmly undercontrol. It made my boyish bulge in front looked more like a girl'smound, not that anyone was likely to see it under the petticoat, dressand pinafore.I put on the petticoat again, held.