You'd looked at the pictures of thisparticular model, always wearing the frilliest, sissiest, silliestoutfits with thick pink lips and nervous eyes. ...ou knew how much thosepictures turned him on. You'd studied the pictures for hours....No, that whole outfit hadn't been your idea, but you bought the outfitfor him weeks ago, and you've tried it on, and you've posed in it infront of the mirror. More than once. And slowly but surely, thosepictures in your head, the memories of your appearance. She didn’t show any resistance as she was in deep sleep. My face was almost touching her right breast. I’m afraid to go proceed further but could not control myself. After some time I decided to kiss her breasts which were visible from her low cut night dress. I gave a kiss on her breasts. Suddenly she called my name loudly and I was very much afraid and looked up in to her eyes in shock for some time. But slowly she held my head in her hands and kissed me on my lips. I could not believe this. "R, what have you got on underneath that suit?" "A pair of black lacy panties and a black cami top with a bit of lace trim," I told her. "Well, I'd better see those as well," said Lisa, with a wicked grin. When I took off my suit and shirt and stood in front of that horny BBW Lisa, in my favourite lingerie, it was one of the most erotically charged moments of my life. "Oh, those ARE pretty," said Lisa. "But now I feel a bit overdressed. Let's go upstairs." I followed her upstairs, watching the. " And I strutted slowly to the changing rooms, swinging my bottom and using the mirror to watch him watching me.The game's afoot – as Sherlock Holmes was wont to say – and once I begin the game, all I want to do is play. I stripped naked in record time and quickly slipped into the cami and the little shorts, the cool satin sending my nipples instantly hard. I experimented with a few movements in the mirror to see what I could do without flashing my pussy. It wasn't nearly as bad as I thought;.