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Then it all blurted out and I told him howI have been dressing up in girl's clothes ever since I was little. How asI grew up I had a secret existence where I would go away for a weekend andbe Cindy all alone. How second Life allowed me to be the girl I wanted tobe and how I made so many wonderful friends. And how that led me to him,my best friend ever, in the virtual world and the real world.He smiled and held my hand secretly under the bar. "It is funny seeing youlike this, but I know it is you inside and I like you so very much. Evenlove you. I am conflicted. I want to see a girl and dance with her in reallife instead of online. I am not gay so ... I am conflicted." He thensmiled brightly and said "Come on Cindy. I know what to do."He led me out of the pub, with me holding my rose, embarrased and nervous.He took me to Soho, where all the sex shops are and led me into one thathad beautiful lingerie and sexy clothes on display in the windows."Well let's see the real Cindy." He. She gave me some water to drink. She sat beside me. We were having a casual talk and suddenly got a topic of our fantasies.We were excited to know about each others fantasies and our temperature inside started raising like volcano. I couldn’t control myself, I caught her hair and pulled her towards me started sucking her neck. She was shivering out of that sexy sucking of mine.She was responding well to my sucking, I knew because of the movement she was giving by moving her hands over my head. I was sucking her neck and lips like a hungry dog.I slowly removed her top, she was wearing a red color bra.I just tore her bra and started sucking her boobs like there is no tomorrow. I was circling her nipples with my tongue. She was giving light moans out of pleasure. I bit her nipples slowly out of pleasure, even she enjoyed it. I licked all over her boobs and started travelling down to her navel, filled her navel with my saliva and licked all of it.I removed her leggings and started.
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‘Answer the question, mister. It may be required for me to know this in the future.’ I decided to go with it completely. ‘Eleven in shoes, 11 ½ in boots, Mistress.’ She smiled. ‘Very well.’ Her hands traveled over my feet. ‘You need a pedicure. I’ll do that later. What color is the hair on your legs?’ ‘Blonde, Ma’am.’ As she made her way up my legs, her breasts swung in little circles, the nipples rigid and quite long. I really wanted to play with them. Ann bypassed my crotch and went up my belly. ‘Tighten your abs.’ I did. ‘Oh, my. Those are nice. I think I could play on that playground all day.’ Now her boobs traced patterns on my thighs. Her hands spider-crawled their way down my right arm, and she massaged my hand gently. ‘Ring size?’ ‘Twelve, Mistress.’ ‘Very well.’ She straddled me and moved her hips a little on my stomach. The wetness she left turned cool quickly. Then she was off and kneeling on my left side. Her hands started at my left shoulder and slid downward. When she.

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