But, suffice it to say, Megan did come over, and though it seemed like a dream as I waited for her at my back door, the dream became real very fast.It... may sound crazy, but the moment Megan walked in through my back door, and the second she did, we kissed passionately, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to do, and though I was very well aware that she was white, and I was black, none of that seemed to impede our lustful encounter in the least! Though young, it became obvious that. Suddenly, I give you a firm swat on your ass, the sound echoes in the room and you yelp. I land several more and you squeal with every swat, feeling the stings of every hit while your ass gets redder and redder. You yelp once again and I pull on the chain a bit to put pressure on your nipples at the same time, swatting your ass several more times on each side. I see the look of total lust in your eyes and ditch the paddle off to the side sensing your desire to cum badly. . Of course, their hair, makeupand fingernails were impeccably done. This place definitely had highstandards.Selena, the owner, took me herself. She told me right off that Christinehad told her the whole story of my crossdressing. She said that I lookedvery feminine, and asked what was the longest that I had been dressed.(I answered, truthfully, only for a day.) As she worked on my nails, shecasually began to discuss my manicure skills."I hear that you are quite the manicurist. How often. ..that feels so good..." she said.I pulled her hair off of the left side of her neck and kissed her neck gently. Seeing as she wasn't complaining, I kissed her throat passionately, pressing my lips against her lily flesh. I licked her neck, and when she moaned again I slid my right hand around her shoulder to caress her face, her cheeks, her mouth. My left hand found its way down to the left side of the hem of the tee shirt and I raised her shirt up a little, feeling her belly, her navel. She.