" I stood my ground glaringangrily at her. She sighed. "Oh well have it your way, I will go to hisplace, I just thought you might like to join in, see... what a real man islike." Just because I'm wearing a dress doesn't mean I am not a man, and thisis still my home."She leaned in and kissed me. "Very well but you are going to miss out."With a flippant wave of her head she added. "Don't wait up, I will belate." And with that she was gone, the snarl of the little VW growlingas she sped off up the. Such a bad girl doesn't deserve tobe able to walk. If you want to play, you'll crawl into the living room.And no more playing with yourself or you're going to bed early."I looked up and Mommy was wearing a pink camisole. She kissed myforehead and took the now empty bottle - when did I drink it? - thenwalked out of our bedroom. Sliding to the floor, I felt dizzy formoment. Waiting for a moment, I finally regained my focus and startedcrawling toward the living room; however, when my eyes. All the girls had a slim athletic build, long silky smooth legs and none of them had boobs bigger than a b-cup. they all were so innocent all in cotton knickers that covered their entire bum and sports type bras that just about showed the shape of their tiny pert tits. I suddenly snapped out of my stare and quickly turned away knowing the girls would like to strip entirely to pull on their leotards.I explained the task I wanted the girls to do and allowed them to start practising, Feeling. This is the re-enactment of a few days in my life where I shared the bed with an Indian MILF woman in her 40s. (Yes, I have a penchant for mature women too).As far as my opinion is concerned, every woman is beautiful in her own aspect. Nothing can stop a guy like me in spending some lovely romantic time with any woman. As I said earlier, my work is quite hectic and with a pushy manager around, life is pretty hard. Yet, I managed and the product got launched successfully and everyone was happy..