“I mean, why do you do it?” “I like to look pretty,” he says. “I go out with friends, we go to clubs… I want to be beautiful. I want men t... look at me and think that I’m a princess! I want to feel good about myself!” “Just like I do,” Ellenor says. Sam nods. “Yes,” he says. “You dress up to feel sexy, to look incredibly hot, to turn a few heads… upstairs and downstairs.” “But why as a woman?” she asks. “You’re gorgeous as a man. Why do you want to look like a gorgeous WOMAN?” “I like it,” he. The lift stopped and Charlie took my hand a led me toward the room, I could feel my wetness in my panties and he placed his fingers in my mouth and I began sucking on them as if it was a cock and licked all my juices clean off his fingers. Charlie opened the door and as he stood aside to let me in first, I could see that this was not the first time that Charlie had been to the room. The room was filled with scented candles and another bottle of wine was already opened and I could see that he. Once I was done with your legs I moved to your side so that I could work on your arm, starting with your hand. From the side I didn’t have nearly the view of your pussy that I would have liked, so I settled for watching your tits rise and fall as you drew each breath. Once I was done your other arm too I rolled you over and straddled your back so that I could work your shoulders. I took elicit pleasure in my balls resting on your tight little ass. My cock would have been laying on it too had. Fine by me. At that time she was a mom and held almost no attraction for me. Soon, I found that during the week, she would walk around the house without any clothes on but only at certain intervals during the day. Mostly when my parents weren't home. It was as if she knew I was watching her…or maybe she was trying to catch my attention. Whatever the reason, I found myself watching her instead of watching television or playing video games. I’d jack off three or four times a day to her. It was.