She then smiled flirtingly and said: Really? Am I looking that great? You know if it’s only me and Rakesh at home, I usually wear such small clothes... only. And more often, I walk naked too at home. He likes it more when I stay naked all day at home.Bloody fuck, she made my cock hard enough to get me a pain in there.I said: No wonder what makes him go for 4 to 5 hours.She laughed and then said: You are still thinking of the 4 hours? Ok, come on, apply the cream on me now. Where shall I sit?I went. That's when I realized they were Fifi and Gigi.Also there were Patsy and Pansy, my replacement sissy slut bondagemaids, all cheering us and our engagement.Malcolm got up and started shaking hands with all the men, and I satback into my chair staring at my pink heart-shaped diamond engagementring. I started reciting my Prissy-Sissy mantra when Mistress Helen satdown and immediately said, "see Prissy-Sissy, didn't I say you'd be withMalcolm someday. Today's the day sweetie. Isn't it wonderful ?". It was obvious that she had done this before and she knew exactly where every bit of frilly attachment went. I caught her eager smile of anticipation in the dressing-table mirror as she gently squeezed her thighs together and ground my cock against her stiff excited clitty. Her lips sagged a little as she gasped with pleasure before she regained her composure."Don't worry Bev darling," she whispered, "I've done this many times before with other transvestites. You'd be surprised how many male. He tasted the salt of sweat on her lips and tongue, as he lazily explored her mouth again. She didn’t take control of the kiss; she seemed content to let him go at his own pace. He carefully laid his body atop hers, knowing to put one knee between her legs, straddling her thigh and letting his hands trail over her skin, warm and damp. His skin felt the same way, although he was slightly cooler as he was bare, his clothes in a puddle on the floor. He let the kiss draw out, and then nipped her.