My very own short brown miniskirt is a perfect match revealing about as much of my legs as possible. A broad belt gives me enough of an hourglass figu...e to leave no doubt there is a female body within. A pair of one-inch heels, the most comfortable walking shoes in my female wardrobe, complete my transformation. I am mesmerized; the beautiful young lady in the mirror is stunning.I spray myself with my mom's perfume and find a brown shell bracelet to wear from her jewelry box. When I put on her. Is last sentence main shork ho gaya .Aab mujh me kch confidence aya aur maine pucha ki aap bhi akeli ho aur main bhi akela kya hum dono ek ho sakte hain itna bolne k baad hi wo mere taraf achanak aa k mujhe ek chata lagayi aur kaha ki itne din tak wait kyun karwaya pehle nahi bata sakte the maine itna signal diya that um samajh nai paye the.Phir maine time na waste karte hue unh eek lip kiss karne laga aur yaroon kya bataun aaj tak itni sari ladkioon ko kiss kiya hun bat is k jaise koi nai thi. It was better than that during our college days. He unbuttoned his trouser and dropped it to his knees, revealing the manhood of my dreams. His underwear was not able to keep hold of his throbbing penis. It was a huge bulge.Then he raised my saree to my waist level, and started rubbing my pussy through my panty. It was already wet. He dropped my panty and his undie. His rod was massive – atleast 8 inch long and was very thick as well. It looked bigger than what it was during the college days.. The blonde got up off of the bed and looked at herself in the mirror, letting down her hair. She used to have it short but Grant had a ponytail fetish so she put up with the tangles and long brushings to please him. In the mirror?s reflection, she saw her boyfriend come up from behind and embrace her, his kisses warm on her neck. ?God, I love you,? he whispered in her ear. ?I know,? she replied, turning to kiss him back. Their tongues danced over one another?s as he held her.