It is however a disguise for the real me. The me that likes leather, vinyl and similar outrageous materials as well as very tall boots, gloves that co...e up to my armpits and items such as leather under-bust corsets. A tiny PVC thong is my idea of fun. Fine, that is what I wear in the safety of my home, a large top story flat of a five story Victorian mansion. It is located where nobody can see in the windows, nobody goes past my door as I have the whole of the top floor to myself. As it. “It’s incredible how these grapes pop in your mouth,” she observed. “Are they different? Here try one.”I tried. It popped, sweet juices on my tongue. She was right! These were incredible grapes.Rory grinned broadly. “Am I right or am I right?” She tossed another into her mouth. “Mmmm. The best grapes EVER!”I laughed. We were definitely high. She looked very pretty, too. Was she wearing a bra? “Are you wearing a bra?” I asked.“Yup. It’s a plain old white one. Want me to change it for a sexy. Vo b maje se chuswa rahi hi randiyo ki tarah. Maine usse poocha k kitne din se sex ni kiya to usne bola k bohot din ho gaye. Usne fir meri tshrt utari and mere upar beth gayi. Mjhe kiss krne lagi and fr niche aake mere hairy chest se khele lagi.Uske baad usne mere nippeles apne muh me liye and choosne lagi. Mjhe gudgudi ho rahi thi.Maine usko mana kiya but vo nai maan rahi thi. Vo kiss krte krte niche aane lagi. And meri pant utarne lagi.Usne pehle to meri pant utari and fir uske baad underwear. "Nothing," he said sheepishly.She laughed. "Are you sure it's nothing, dear?" It's nothing." Because I thought maybe my high-heeled husband wanted me to pretend to catch him jerking himself off. But we know you don't want that, because that would make you a sissy, right dear?" she said in an exaggerated way."It's nothing," he repeated."That's good because I'd hate to think my little husband was enjoying being a sissy," she said with a smirk. She saw his erection flinch. "Of course, if.