I dressed my man as a whore.I was cleaning my house, like

I dressed my man as a whore. I was cleaning my house, like every Sunday at night, very boring, because Diego was working. At that, I found some photos that we had taken as singles in a motel with an instant camera. Already We had forgotten about the existence of those photos. I threw myself on the bed and I started watching them and I have to admit that they excited me a lot. They were nothing of the another world, just Marcelo and I in erotic poses and making love.... But there was one photo that moved me the most... one in which he was dressed as a woman. I have to admit that seeing Marcelo dressed in my clothes I liked it a lot. It excited me to the point of starting to caress myself, it had been a long time since I had done it alone. There it was, lying in the middle from the bed, with my legs open, my hand inside my thong remembering those times. Just then the door opened and someone entered. It was Marcelo and he saw me. He stood looking at me paralyzed, at times I was afraid that He will get angry, but quite the opposite. His mischievous smile made me notice that he I was exciting. So I continued with what I was doing. I kept moving my hand on my crotch. Without stopping to look at him, I took out my hand, took it to my mouth, I wet my fingers and continued masturbating. He came over and sat on the bed. He gave me a gentle lick on the ear and said in my ear. -Ah bitch, so Jerking off while I'm gone - Without stopping what I was doing I looked at him. and I told him. -It warmed me to remember you dressed as a woman- I could see through his pants as his excitement intensified. At that moment he put his hand on my breasts and squeezed them. "Suck them," I told him. So he did it. He ran his tongue over my nipples softly and slowly, it tastes very good That drives me crazy. I writhed with pleasure and that made me speed up. movements of my hand on my crotch. He sucked my tits to stop watch me jerk off. -Your little whore, jerk off- Those words turned me on even more. I felt like my hand hurt because of the pressure I was putting on my vagina, faster and faster. He knew he was about to explode with pleasure because in That moment he nibbled my nipples. -Aaaahhh!- That made my orgasm more intense. -Whore, how you enjoy!-. He came closer and kissed me tenderly as I relaxed. -Marcelo I want to do something-. -What happened to you-. -Nothing bad, remember old times-. I opened the closet and looked through the clothes I had in a bag. I took out a fuchsia nylon and cotton outfit, a red skirt attached to the body. and a tight black T-shirt, a garter belt and a pair of red stockings and my old high boots. I looked at him and said, "Are you up for it?" He was lying there on the hand, squeezing his dick tightly. Of course he was going to cheer up. -Yeah, "But with one condition," he told me. He opened a dresser drawer and took out a mini squared, a tie, a tight and transparent shirt white, 3-quarter size stockings and a white corcet with garter belt... -If you wear this- The thought of the two of us dressing that way made me hot again. Without leaving Looking at each other, we took off our clothes. At the moment of seeing the hard and big cock of Marcelo, I couldn't resist the temptation to get on my knees and start passing him gently with the tongue, first on the tip, in circles, then all over its extension and then gently put it in my mouth until it reaches my throat. -What a great cock you have- I told him very excited. Meanwhile he dressed and enjoyed himself. At the same time I started to get dressed. I put on the white corcet and the little shirt transparent, he didn't stop looking at me. -Mmmm how sensual! The transparent shirt innocent schoolgirl lets you see the corcet of a whore that you have below. He reached out his hand and touched my tits. He ran a finger down the middle of Both of them, that wet and soft finger made me shiver. I walked up and kissed him passionately. He returned the kiss by putting his tongue very deep in me. mouth, I sucked it several times. That's how we dress, we put on makeup. When We finished, we both stood in front of the mirror and looked at ourselves. It was very exciting to see that infernal transvestite whore, beautiful woman with cock, and that babe from innocent appearance but as slutty and eager for sex as the other. We stared at each other and kissed passionately. He grabbed my tail tightly and he pressed me against him. I responded by squeezing her tits filled with condoms inflated with great force. I noticed he was getting hotter and hotter and so was I. But I stopped his hands and I said: -No! Now I want something else! -I was worried. "What?" He asked with fear of the answer "Let's go somewhere." -Where, you're crazy-. -Yes, I always was, let's somewhere- I noticed by the movement of his cock that he liked the idea. He didn't hesitate More, he grabbed the car key and said let's go. It was two thirty in the morning on a Monday... there aren't many places to go in Rosario and even less dressed like that. -AND "Where are we going?" he asked me. I know where to go... and we are going to have a very, very good time.