She touched her body for a moment, remembering his large, strong, hands and the way they felt upon her soft, tender titties. She squeezed them gently ...as she imagined his lips there, suckling and licking. These thoughts made her pussy tingle and throb so hard that she had to touch it, had to fondle her hungry pussy until she knew she would have to satisfy herself again with her vibrating toy. She knew that when he got home, bliss would be theirs many times.She slipped on one of Jim's big old. As usual I was wearing panties and hold ups under my male attire, but as soon as I could, I pulled into a quiet lay by on the A40, removed my jeans and shirt, and pulled on my lovely black dress with a pretty little lace panel across the top. It was dark now, and I was happy to be driving, dressed in my sissy clothes. I knew there was little chance of anyone seeing me anyway, as the road is not well lit, and it doesn't go through any towns, untill you bypass Oxford.naturally I felt myself. I never had any filling for her as she is muslim and i am hindu.. I never thought that she ll become a whore for me.. I remember it was 7th june 2006 when her son was goin to bangalore for study and ll stay with some of their relative when in the morning i was getting ready for my office naziya came up to my room and called me when i went out she asked me that can i come from office early to so that i can her droping her son at the railway station ..she said the train is at 8 pm i said ok i ll. In the bathroom, she said "Take your shirt off". Almost before the sentence was done, I had it off. When I did what she asked, it just felt so good. I had no resistance to her. She looked at the hair on my chest, and shook her head. "First of all, you're going to have to get rid of all that hair!" she said. Uh oh, another command. I pulled out the razor. "I'll shut the door while you shower. When I come back in here, I don't want to see any body hair on you, other than your head!" Forced from.