"All girls need to make sure that any clothes they buy look nice andfit properly, and I am sure the same rule applies to sissies like you.I want you t... try on every piece here," Jesse replied while guiding meto the changing room.With the pile in my arms I walked into the changing room and startedundressing and putting on the first outfit, the low-rise jeans and ablack shirt that was clinging closely to the top of my body. It was anoutfit that I thought was probably closest to my normal clothes. His wings tightened on me as his lips pressed against my pussy. The tongue flicked out, pushing deep into my sheath, teasing all the sensitive nerves in my cunt.“Mmm, yes. You love pussy, huh. Mmm, keep licking me. I love it.”His snout moved higher. He sniffed, drawn to the sour flavor of my asshole. His tongue flicked between my butt-cheeks and caressed my sphincter. I groaned, clenching my bowels as his scaly lips nuzzled at my backdoor.“You naughty wyvern,” I groaned as his tongue wormed. You maintain your body so well.Aunty – (blushing) yeah I work out 3 hrs a day.Me – oh.That’s nice.I actually admire your physique.Aunty – thank you so much. I like people when they say about my body.Me – oh. Aunty, you are actually hot and good looking.Aunty – omg. Don’t joke yaar.Me – no aunty. I am not..I am telling you the truth.Aunty – oh. Now I understood why you were staring.Me – aunty that was a mistake.Aunty – it’s okay. I came here to spent some quality time with you.( I was shocked to. Try to remember where you heard things and who was involved,” I told them.The meeting broke up then and the men continued with their daily routines. I had part of an MRE for breakfast before setting out with several others to canvas part of the western part of the city that included the Vine City area. I spent a lot of hours that day moving from place to place with intervening stops to listen to people talk. Most of the conversations were of little or no interest, but I did manage to acquire.