She handed me a pair of sheer grey tights and told me to put them on. Angie giggled as I struggled pulling them up and said, "You will learn, Cristine... I think stockings are nicer but not until your hips get wider."I stood there wearing only the tights. They made me look even more womanlike between my legs as they pressed my penis even flatter against my groin. Angie handed me a white body shaper and told me to put it on. This too made my even smoother between my legs but it felt baggy at the. Uske chehre pr noor tha usse lund mil gya tha jiski pyaas thi.Toh maine dhakke dhakkr marne start kiye aunty khoob mje le rhi thi aur mujhe b bhut mja aa rha tha. Room mein puccchhhh puccchhh ki awaaz aa rhi thi kyunki unke thigs mote the thrate toh jyada awaaz aati. Maine khoob choda unhe. Woo aaaaahh aaaaahhh virat love you mjaaa aaa rha bhut jannat dikha di tune aaajj chodo chodo aur tej. Maine dhakke marta rha aur paani unke andr he chod diya. Aunty poori satisfy lg rhi thi. Mujhe hug krke. That was when he saw me trying to figure out what he was thinking, winked at me, and brought me to a quieter room of the house. He locked the door. I began to feel a bit nervous. “What’s up, Rai? Why did you bring me over here? What devilish thoughts could you be planning out now?” “Haha bud stop it, Zeke. I was talking to Ely the freshmen girl and she taught me about a very interesting and fun game that I can’t wait to try out.” “Well then, Rai. What’s this great game of yours called? I hope. I’ll be your ther****t today,” she said. It sounded as if she were tasting each word, like each syllable were a caramel. Her voice, alone, aroused him. He shook her hand, and her skin was baby-soft. Arie was Cheryl’s last client of the day. She was glad when she saw his personal hygiene seemed to be good and that he had good skin. And when she shook his strong hand and gazed into his baby blue eyes, butterflies fluttered in her chest and the hair stood on the back of her neck. Cheryl led Arie.