Not what I was expecting. I sort of thoughthe'd be miraculously transformed into a beautiful woman, perfect in everyway. But this...Sal had made an ef...fort, lipstick, eye shadow and other makeup, dark-hairedwig down to his shoulders. But he clearly was a man wearing makeup. He waswearing a sheer nightgown with an ivory-colored bra filled with whatlooked like C-cup breasts and matching panties. Low-heeled black pumpscompleted the outfit. Sal had a decent body for a man, quite slim and fitwith. Waiting for him to... I felt his body right behind me and soon both of his hands on my hips. I shivered from the contact; his hands were so cold. He ran them up my sides, slowly feeling my skin, and to the front, cupping my full tits and squeezing my nipples between his fingers."Uhhhmmmm..." I moaned."Oh god Mom... oh god you tits..." His breath came in gasps.He squeezed my nipples harder as my eyes watered from the pain. I loved feeling his firm grip on my tits. He moved his hands down, down. I looked at her policewoman’s uniform hanging on the hook behind the door and studied her leather belt that had her handcuffs and other items such as pepper spray and a flashlight attached. Of course, there was no gun like in the USA or even most other European states because of the silly British law that only assigned weapons of such nature to the “Armed Police” units. It was a rule that allowed us to operate with immunity for a large period of time before such units could be called into play. Uuff.Payal ne aapna legs spread kar diya…uff…..I then put my tongue on her cunt and started licking it. Jor jor se chatne laga uski garam chut ko.Payal- aahh….Rishb….aaise hi chuste raho…ahh….aise hi…uff…..pyas mitao meri chut ki…uuuff…maaaa.Me- eellluulll…..mmm…..yeh kya hain Payal…ahhh….elllmm..mm.Uski clitoris me jeev firatee huye pucha…ahhh.Payal – off…ma….ahhh…mar gayi..aahh..aahh..ahh…ohhh mummy aake dekho kaise Rishab tumhari absence me mera chut chus raha hain….ahh….maaa..Me :.