" Crossdressers, that is. In the last week everywhere I look I see a crossdresser, right out there in public. First there was the color coordinated De...nis Rodman with green hair and white wedding dress. Then I was cruising through my local megagrocery store, the one with the film lab in the front, and stopped to check out their picture of the week. Usually it's a cute little kid or kitten of something wholesome like that, but this week it was a guy in wig, hot pants and a couple of round. There was a young lady of GloucesterWhose friends they thought they had lost herTill they found on the grassThe marks of her arse,And the knees of the man who had crossed her.There was a young fellow named GoodyWho claimed that he wouldn’t, but would he?If he found himself nudeWith a gal in the moodThe question’s not woody but could he?In my sweet little Alice Blue gownWas the first time I ever laid down,I was both proud and shyAs he opened his flyAnd the moment I saw it I thought I would. I was curiously observing her hairy pussy. She was losing patience.“Dumbo, do something. I cannot control now!”, she shouted. I parted her pussy lips and started sucking it. She started moaning loudly holding the bedsheet.“Ahhh… Yea… Feels so nice dear.. Ahh don’t stoppp!”I asked her to control and came on top of her. She spread her legs and moaned, “Prashu.. I can’t control baby. Please make love to me”.“Yes baby, here we go”, I kept my rock hard dick on her pussy lips and slowly entered. She. Her fingers met the warm, wet resistance of Sybil's flapping pussy and she stuck in her middle finger, feeling the warm meat of Sybil's snatch close around it like a bloody, soggy pot roast."Squeeze the clit, bitch. The clit," Bob chimed in, crawling down and watching the scene. "Sybil loves to have her clit squeezed and sucked."Bob's beautiful voice rang in Gwen's ears as she manipulated the slippery bud inside Sybil's vagina. She squeezed it against the wall of her pussy and wormed in another.