He probably would not recognize me walking down the street, I don't think he ever saw my face. Instead of his first move being a kiss he put his head ...traight into my chest and proceeded to motorboat me through my t-shirt. I should have been grateful, because when he did finally kiss me it was AWFUL!!! You know how little k**s will pretend to "gum" something. They pull cover their teeth with their lips and the skin on their face is really tight and make a smacking noise? That was how he kissed.. A transvestite orgy.Back to the woman in the cerise blouse; her name is Michele Nylons and sixmonths ago you would never have found her participating in such debauchedactivity. Six months ago she didn't even know she was a transvestite!The previous week, Michele, or Michael Nyland as she is known in her malecircumstance, was still partly amnesiac and could only remember theoccasional glimmer of her transvestite lifestyle. She had been in a comaand had emerged with amnesia, her memory had. Once they entered the vehicle and drove away he looked quite happily at her skirt. Show me your pussy, he commanded. What? she asked, scared and trembling. He laughed, Show me that nice, pink, wet, pussy of yours. She slid her skirt of and spread her legs for him, blushing profusely. Her pink mound was on display for any car onlooker to see, and her curly pubic hair framed her vulva and clitoris quite nicely. Her master smacked his lips. Delicious, he murmured, and then he suddenly took his. Wo boli dard hoga, maine usse vaseline magaya.Pahle to maine uski gaand chat chat kar chikni ki fir uski gaand me vaseline lagayi aur apne lund me bi lagaya fir dhire dhire ghusane laga. Pahle to wo kuch nahi boli lekin jaise hi adha ander gay wo chillayi “madarchod maaaar daaalaa. Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oyyyyyyiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii mar gayi”, lekin mai laga raha. Fir wo rone lagi lekin maine raham nhi khayi aur ggand marta raha.10 minute baad mai jhad gaya lekin wo nhi jhadi. Fir mai uski.