Like that like that….. I started to have an attachment with that beautiful homely lady. To all my praising, her answer was her cute smile. I started... to call her during lunch time. She too talk in a formal way. The conversation in early days was below one minute and it grows up day by day. Surprise was she started to miscall me when she going to have lunch.On sreekrishna jayanthi, we visited nearby famous temple. She was in saree and I was in dhothi. She was getting younger when she wear this. I always had very feminine features and with a good wig, I could easily pass as a woman (a few eyebrow plucks would help). I was in theater in high school, so I wasn't afraid around make-up and wigs. I had worn my sister's heels so that didn't worry me either, a lap or two around the house and I would get the walk down.I am sad to say to that my cock was not a large and cumbersome thing, although at times I wished it was. Some control top pantyhose would do the trick on hiding my male member. I. The male would have no choice but to say 'YES MA'AM' or 'YES MISS' as the case may be, and wet. After this 'lesson' he would be punished (spanked) for not controlling his FEMALE owned body better and for being naughty! Still squatting and teary eyed, he would have to recount apologies and beg the WOMAN or GIRL for HER forgiveness! The male would have to remain in his squatting position until given permission by a FEMALE to stand, often remaining in position for extended periods of time. LADIES. ”Fucking Lynn like this with her bent over, made me realize how much her body actually does look like Sherry’s. I’ll have to be careful here, or I could fuck my sister and make her pregnant. She would love it ... but then she wouldn’t get to travel with me. I need her with me too much, to let that happen.Damn, just watching my cock force its way inside Lynn’s pussy with her pussy lips rolling in and out - looks exactly like Sherry’s pussy... I looked up to see Sherry looking right at me,.