My neighbor, Brian, in his 60 years of age, and a quiet private, chap. A few days ago while I was modeling in my shed, called Brian back through some bushes and specializes in women's clothes with a field next to the bank. I mumbled something about an impending ' vicars tarts ' party, and as my wife bought me clothes from local shops charities. Laughing diffuse the situation, I realized that wearing high heels was difficult to master, teeniesland especially teeniesland in a tight skirt with that, Brian wanted me luck and left. Five minutes later a knock on the door, was Brian again, I was a little nervous and asked if he could try to walk in heels, as had often wondered who he was. closed the door, while dug into the box to a pair of three ' heels that I thought it fit. He sat down, took off his shoes and socks and put them while I joked that I am his wife Judith, who blushes when he stumbled telling fact. To make you feel better,He found a pair for me, took my shoes off to show black stockings, and sat on his heels, while I realized that he tried to hide his erection with his hands. I have a comment, nervous and admitted that he had to keep me warm on cold nights mean in the room for several years, and had a huge erection the first time I tried it on my heels, and many times I've masturbated in front of a mirror old in the corner. He wanted, he suggested that if 'relieve ' himself, I would go home for 10 minutes, he thought it was a good idea. I gave him 20 minutes, and when he re-entered the shed was gone. A few days passed, and one afternoon I was in my shed when I heard a knock on the door, it was Brian. I invited him and a cup of tea and a drop of whiskey, we talked the other night, and how they are to him. I suggested that if he wanted to 'dress' and get a straw in private, was always welcomewith my dandruff. In fact, he said he asked if I would be interested in dressing it, and masturbate in front of others. Of course I agreed, and suggested that if you try mutual masturbation has always wanted for me was fine. I wanted to teeniesland because there was no time like the present, he asked me if I was on hand when their heels try again, until he found, had taken off his shoes and pants he wore, showing a black pair of socks and wearing a set of teeniesland good writing in the mesh. I wasted no time in his pants, socks so low that I was wearing. Brian sat in a chair and started to fondle himself, dropped his pants and pulled out my cock slowly while just to give pleasure to my neighbor. He took his dick, pulling his foreskin, and was slowly rubbing pre- seminal fluid in the head. He got up and went, and we hug, kiss passionately, from tonsgues intertwined, our cocks teeniesland rubbing together. He bent over my cock and began to masturbate, first slowly and then up, until the spunk in teeniesland the leg. I took in my hands and returned the favor, the French kiss all the time. I called my stomch. We hugged, what seemed an eternity, it was our first experience bi, and a time to appreciate.