After I regained my celibacy, my desire for cross-dressing returned very quickly. I let myself go to order fine lingerie, thongs, bras, corset, stockings and suspender belt, then clothes, blouses, small tops, mini skirts and mini dresses that I embellished with high heels or boots , then I started collecting wigs of various colors and got myself a kit of makeup, false nails and fake breasts. My desire became more and more precise, I wanted a male.I subscribed to a gay site where there were quite a few girls like me. one evening when I was getting ready, I received a message from a rather mature man telling me that I was looking for him. I chat with him for a little while, he's rather manly and tells me that he really likes young and docile little transvestites. Appointment made for the evening.on leaving my home discreetly to join my car, I find myself driving on the road towards his home.I have a pair of black high-heeled pumps, my legs sheathed in nylons held up by a black satin and lace garter belt. A string thong with a little jewel on the front and the matching bra that hugs my fake breasts perfectly. I put on a very tight black vinyl pencil mini skirt and a rather strict satin blouse in a rather bourgeois style. my nails are painted red, like my lips and tonight I decided to be blonde for her greatest pleasure.Arrived at his home, a large house with a discreet courtyard, not overlooked. He's waiting on the doorstep, smoking a cigarette. I get out of my car, he gauges me from bottom to top and greets me, gives me a ride on me, fiddling with my buttocks and breasts.Once inside, he offers me something to refresh me and then stroked my stockings, kneaded my buttocks by spanking me and calling me a little slut. My excitement grows, I tell him I like being a little slut. At this moment, he undoes the belt of his pants and takes out his penis. This one is rather long and thick.He grabs me by the shoulders, makes me kneel down and shoves his cock in my mouth, muttering a "come on, suck bitch" which clearly tells me what to do next. I am therefore active on his cock, trying to swallow it as much as possible. I spin my tongue around while activating my head as quickly as possible and exerting light sucks, it's been a long time, but I quickly find my marks. I think I'm doing not too badly, I hear growling "it's very little bitch, you are made to suck cock" So I continue my office, still on my knees, planted on my high heels tight in my skirt which prevents me from moving as I wish. vs' is seeing me blocked and my pervert lover takes the opportunity to grab my hair with his hand and make me come and go at a frantic pace on his cock. He literally uses my mouth to polish his cock. I hear him grumble "dirty bitch, you're going to swallow some cock, I'm going to make you a good, docile slut" He continues to cover my mouth, holding me by my blonde mane. He pushes his cock down to the back of my throat, I almost choke. A trickle of drool escapes from my mouth and connects me to her sex, I try not to stain my clothes. He looks at me with his rather stern expression and congratulates me by telling me that I should suck more cocks, I'm good. hears grumbling "dirty bitch, you're going to swallow some cock, I'm going to make a good docile bitch of you" He continues to cover my mouth, holding me by my blonde mane. He pushes his cock down to the back of my throat, I almost choke. A trickle of drool escapes from my mouth and connects me to her sex, I try not to stain my clothes. He looks at me with his rather stern expression and congratulates me by telling me that I should suck more cocks, I'm good. hears grumbling "dirty bitch, you're going to swallow some cock, I'm going to make a good docile bitch of you" He continues to cover my mouth, holding me by my blonde mane. He pushes his cock down to the back of my throat, I almost choke. A trickle of drool escapes from my mouth and connects me to her sex, I try not to stain my clothes. He looks at me with his rather stern expression and congratulates me by telling me that I should suck more cocks, I'm good. try not to stain my clothes. He looks at me with his rather stern expression and congratulates me by telling me that I should suck more cocks, I'm good. try not to stain my clothes. He looks at me with his rather stern expression and congratulates me by telling me that I should suck more cocks, I'm good.He gets me up, takes me jostling me to the table in his living room. he makes me put my hands on this one, made me spread my thighs and put a nut of lubricant on my little rose. he compliments me on my ass by slapping me on that one, like the ...

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