Shalini was in heaven . She was screaming, OGHHH, Aaadi mere Rajja, ufffffffff, Haaaan daal do apni unglee meri choot me babyyyy, piyo mera doodh. Haa...aa Kitne dino se pyaaasi hoon, uggghhhh yesss bayy yesss, and she started moving her hips to and fro so that she could enjoy maximum pressure of his fingers on her cunt.Suddenly Adi left her and pushed her on the cot. He came over her and spreading her legs wide he gazed at her CUNT as if he is a Beast who has got his favorite thing after long.. ”My mind was buzzing with confusion. I had definitely been heterosexual my whole life and couldn’t remember ever looking that hard at other boys in the showers in high school and college. Now there I was with my face only inches from a black man’s cock, getting turned on by the musky aroma of his hairy crotch.I had already been kissing him passionately, sucking his tits, and rubbing his ass. I couldn’t deny the passion I felt for him when I thought he was a woman. My mind was playing tricks on. ”“Compartmentalization.” said Kiki like it was the whole answer, requiring no further information. As Emily was about to ask her to elaborate, she went on. “Or the manifestation of an acute but transitory bout of an unspecified dissociative disorder if you want to believe the shrink my father sent me to, but I just think he wanted some new syndrome to attach his name to. I’ve always known that I’m Kiki and that Kiki is a part of who I am, but having a name for her lets me pick and choose the. I am an only son and have always lived in Pune with aunty ever since I was a 2 years old. For me aunty is more like a mother to me and I have grown up with my cousin Prya who is 2 years my junior.By the way this story happened three years ago almost to the day. I finished Part 1 of this story by writing: ’ Aunty looked at me and gently told me that she had been watching me closely for several months and wanted to help me and teach me what becoming a man was all about. Aunty whispered to me to.