Or kiss ke doran hi uska hath pakar ke lore pe rkh diya wo anariyon ki tarah hath pherne lagi.phir men ne uski shalwa utari niche kuch nai th us ke.me...e samne uski masoom se phuddi thi jo untouch thi.phuddi pe thore se bal the jo naram or brown the.men phudi pe hath pherne laga.us ne halki si muzahimat ki par men sirf itna kaha shee wo chup ho gai.phir men ne apni qameez bunyan utari ab men total nanga tha.phir men ne usay kaha apni qameez utaro.usni utari to niche skin color ki bra thi jo. ....Oh my God. neatly folded satin blouses, silk blouses, skirts, odd bits of lingerie, I just had to fondle these items, feel their lustre, their softness, this was satin heaven to me, my cock now at full mast once again as my hands slid over the fine fabric, purple, red, black, green satin, some with frilly necklines, others high neck blouses, all were so gorgeous and my mind was in a swirl of satin bliss. my cock now tearing to be free. Surely I couldn't use those blouses and lingerie again. A few times he kept me deep in his throat and licked at my balls, then went back to bobbing on me. As I was getting closer he rolled me onto my back and eagerly sucked, stroked and bobbed his head on my throbbing cock. I warned him as the shakes hit my body. He gripped the base of my cock really tight in his hand and sucked on my head. When I came it was with a force I hadn't shot for years. It was as if I had been saving my cum up for this boy, I shot load after load of cum. All of which he. No going back now.Mistress was going to be certain that there would be no turning back forme. Over the next few weeks she made certain that I used my hormone creamdaily. No my breasts haven't started to grow yet but I could notice someslow down in hair growth. My male wardrobe seemed to be dwindling, withmore camis, blouses soft pullovers and ladies pants taking there place.Of course I have only had pretty panties and tight girdles for underwearfor many years already.Mistress had treated me to.