Milf Mom

I have a very dear friend that knows all my secrets. We have been friends since *** and shared a lot of awakenings together. We're the same age by a couple of months and it was Angel who usually initiated most of our games. We went from, show me yours and I'll show you mine to I'll touch yours, milf mom if you touch mine in the summer of our tenth year. Angel always managed to find new ways to make the game more interesting.

We use to go up into her parent's attic and play dress-up when it rained. It was then that I got my first taste for cross-dressing. I remember the first time as clearly as if it happened only yesterday. It was a game we called "The Wedding Day". Usually, Angel would be the bride and I the groom. This time she decided we should change our roles because she was bored with it that way. At first I was a little hesitant about wearing the bridal gown, but she could talk me into almost anything if she tried hard enough. So there I was standing in front of our make believe alter saying our make believe wedding vows. We were twelve at milf mom that time, just going through puberty and from the moment the gown went over my head a strange feeling began grow inside me. My chest felt tight and my breath became labored. I felt a tingling that grew out of abdomen to encase my whole body. My erection became painful after only a few moments. My hands shook and my palms got wet.

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