Hello dear readers, here is my first story by dint of reading stories, I wanted to share my experiences with you, which I will tell you over and over again.So here I am, Cindy 24 years old tall (1.8) rather thin (76k), I have been cross-dressing since I was little and am an assumed bisexual but I stopped dating men for a while.Recently I really want to resume my feminine pleasure to do so I ordered a pair of d / e breasts, a beautiful natural blonde wig, a pair of black pumps 7cm high and a pretty black dress that s 'stop mid-thigh.The day I have to go get my order, a contact from the site wishes to meet me I tell myself that it will be rental to test my new outfit, appointment made for 10:30 am on a rest area. After collecting my order I find a quiet corner to change, only I'm in a shopping area and it's not practical when there is no time I stop in a square overlooking a bend I park with my back to the road facing a Wall.I undress as quickly as possible put on my open fishnet bodysuit where it is necessary ... put on a purple thong bra set up my breasts and ended up putting on my black dress and my wig. All this in a stress not possible because there is a little passage.Here I am ready for the highway what a pleasure to drive. When I arrive on the rest air my contact is not there, I wait a bit but don't get out of the car, it's really cold outside. At the end of the day, there was still no sign of my contact but some car stopped and a man in the small park overlooking the parking lot looking at me with envy. It’s not terrible but I really want to take the plunge I put on my heels out of the car, it’s really cold but I feel that I will be warmed up quickly.I walk towards the man who beckons me and who sinks into the bush not even three meters from the park while heading towards the man I see three man who gets out of their car and follows me. I am my daring voyeur in the small path that is not really hidden there he directly takes out his long and thick cock what a surprise I lean straight down to suck it. He tells me that other person is approaching and asks me if it bothers me, of course not I answer him and with these words I feel a hand lifted my dress. My excitement rises I am there almost at sight of the more courage which faces the winter cold, there leaning on a sex with hands wh ...

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