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Meeting One of the Neighbors
Tom was almost seventy. We lived on adjacent streets and his property backed on mine. I had moved in only a couple of weeks earlier. I was renting the place. I was so excited to be on my own at last, especially because I loved to crossdress. My new freedom was exhilarating. One day I’d been in my back yard in the late evening, dressed in a cute white bikini. I was lying face down on a lounger, my bikini briefs down low enough to free my cock and ass. There had been a full moon that evening...
Crossdressing