Now my groin felt so smooth and nice that I loved the feel of it. I also removed the hair on my chest and applied body lotion on my body.I liked the w...y it all looked so white and milky. I shaved off my armpit hair. All this made me get into the mindset of what I was to expect that night. I left for his place with my heart beating fast. Tonight was different from any of my previous sex dates as We met near his home. I looked at him. He was an old man in his late fifties, and he wasn’t someone I. It was extremely soft, and caressed my arms and shoulders. I felt myself getting hard again, but could do nothing about it. Sherry then helped me into the skirt, which fit well, because of my slender build, and the waist narrowing effects of the corset, and then the shoes. They were a little tight, and were even harder to stand in, let alone walk. "Sherry, where's that wig you wore to the Halloween party?" Kristi inquired. "I'll get it, you start on Justine's make-up." Kristi sat me down in the. Now her pussy lips were almost visible. she became more insistent and rubbed harder, pushing into her lips a bit more. Her eyes were closed now, and her breathing much heavier. Her hips rocking with her thrusts. It was too much for me. I moved up behind her on the bed, which she would have felt as the mattress would have moved. She continued stroking her pussy through her panties. I reached for her waist and pulled up the night half way up her back. I could see her full arse rhythmically. And Ydobon changed so often. Her hair changed colour and style, as also did, but less frequently, her skin-colour, plumpness and height. Her clothes I barely remember except where they best allowed vantage of an ankle, a knee, a shoulder or even (and this was guaranteed to dampen the sheets) a belly-button or the heave of her bosom. But it was also I who was changing. My voice first cracked and then deepened. My awareness of details such as a girl’s choice of clothes, shoes and hair-style was.