I kept moving towards her shoulder and slowly unhooked her saree pin. The saree was barely standing on her shoulder, and I knew soon I would get the g...impse of the cleavage and her breasts. She contracted to my bite on her neck, and the saree fell on the ground. She grabbed my hair, and was enjoying every lick, kiss & bite on her neck. She stood in front of me breathing heavily in her blouse and her cleavage exposed. She pushed me to the couch; I started removing the saree from her waist. I. So I put on the suit, after learning the ins andouts of pantyhose, and looked in the mirror again. The sight that welcomed mewas astounding! Amanda said "Well, I can't call you Michael with you dressedlike that, how about Michelle?" "Sounds good to me, I guess." "Shoes, yourloafers will do for now, but we need something more appropriate soon" so offwe went.We headed to the local mall, where the first stop was a shoe store. There Iended up with a pair of pumps, with 2 inch heels in a shade of. ”I did so. Oh my, I was getting excited again. I was really enjoying this as I hope, dear readers, you are, too. If you’re not, I’m doing a very poor job of describing it to you and must ask for your forgiveness. I’m sitting here with my iPad on my lap and reliving every naughty and deviant act I had been engaged in. I digress.“My puss is wet. Very wet. I’m oozing. Leaking.” I felt around to my ass. “ Oh my. My ass is full of...” I pulled my finger out, smelt and licked it “Sperm. My ass is. The disposables felt different to the terry nappy,not so bulky but still quite thick, and yet it felt kind ofcomforting and relaxing. Sylvia asked me if I needed a drink,and I was suddenly very thirsty. She removed my dummy gag, andI realised just how sore my jaw was; she gave me a drink oforange out of a baby's bottle, assuring me there was nothingunpleasant in this drink which is why she didn't put me back ina terry nappy. When I had finished it all she told me that myaudience awaited me, and.