Debby in Lingerie

Derrick/Debby: I don't know what is your attention James. You bring me here and throw me a lingerie bag. But I have roughly guessed that you already know my other identity earlier~ So... I bring all my stuffs here, including my wig, make up and breast forms.

James: *gulp*

Derrick/Debby: You should call my female name - Debby while I'm dressing like this, ok? So~ how do I look?

James: ...Stunning...

Derrick/Debby: Is that all that you can say!? Come on, James!! Give me a better call. I'm sure I pretty hot in lingerie, and no one can tell that I'm a dude in disguise!! And yet, stunning!? Really!? Is that all you can say about?

James: You are hot!! You are sexy Deb!!! I want to fuck you!!!
Derrick/Debby:  That is better James. But sorry, I don't give a fuck to guys like you!!! I'm not even will using my mouth or hands to give you a blowjob. What kind a loser you are~ But, since you already spent some efforts on this, give me a lingerie set, perhaps I should awards you with something else. Yes, I will give you something else~

James: What is it?

Derrick/Debby: While I'm teasing you in this lingerie set, you are free to masturbate in front of me. How about that?

James: Better than nothing.

Derrick/Debby: Don't be so greedy James, I see that bulk on your pants. Just need to pose~~ like~~ this~~ and you want me more already, aren't you?
Derrick/Debby: Oh yeah, James~ Just do like that~ Use your hands to masturbate your cock when looking at me~~~ Doesn't it feel good? *give him a sexy expression*
Derrick/Debby: Look at this breast~~ It's so pretty, doesn't it?
Derrick/Debby: Oh yeah~ All guys like the garter belt!! I can see you arouse when I'm doing like this~ *taking off her garter belt*
Derrick/Debby: Look at my breast, James~~ Isn't it beautiful? Not every girls have this good shape, James~ It's a D cup~~ Do you want to feel it? Do you want to touch it? Or do you want to wear it as well? I could borrow you some of my breast forms. *giggles*

James: *masturbate with his hands* *gasp*

Derrick/Debby: What a pervert you are~~ Which sentence that you made you aroused? Is "do you want to touch it"? Or "do you want to wear it"? Oh my god~ I think the later one~~ Well, well~ What a sissy you are~

James: I'm not a sissy!! *gasp*
Derrick/Debby: Are you sure you are not a sissy James? It's feel good, James~ to have a pair of tits~ A big breast on your chest~ The feeling is so good~~ It's~ so~ soft~~ Don't you want to try it, dear?
Derrick/Debby: Look at me, James~ A hot woman body~ A woman that you never can chase or get~ Don't you want to become like me?

James: You are a dude!!! *gasp*

Derrick/Debby: Yeah~ a dude in lingerie~~ and makes you feel hot~ Don't you think so??

James: ah~ *keep masturbating*

Derrick/Debby: Come on James~ You can do this better than it~~ Is my body not good enough? Don't you feel like to cum when see my body?? *teasing James*

James: ah~ *gasp*

Derrick/Debby: Do you want to see more? Do you want to see my boy pussy? *slowly taking off her thongs*
James: ah~ ah!!! AH!!! *cumming*

Derrick/Debby: Opps!! You've cummed already!! *giggles* I just thought to change my mind earlier. Give you a chance to fuck me. Do you see this? My boy pussy? But I guessed it's too late now!! *giggles*

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