He was a student of class X and was a jaat too. He belonged to Pathankot, Punjab and was studying as a boarder in Scindia Boys.He was very amicable an... friendly. We gelled up nicely and he called me ‘bhaiyya’ since I was two classes ahead of him.Coming back to the night which I was describing you, let me tell you I was very very horny.I have been studying in boarding for long. And trust me, in hostels, it is very common between the boys that they undertake sexual interests in each other. Not. I have to say that the poor man wasvisibly taken aback when I answered the door in an pretty pale bluedress, understated make up, heels, pony tail and holding two twelvemonth old babies. John complemented me on my transition and assured methat he would never have doubted me as anything but a natural bornwoman and would have put me down as no more than late thirties. I hadbeen a female long enough to lap up that kind of compliment and I wasso grateful to hear it from a man I liked and. She smiled and turned towards me, folding her legs on the seat. We had a long stare and it was driving us crazy. The climate had everything on. It was arousing, seducing and sexy and two horny souls could never be calm over it.She had a little bit of coffee sticking on to her lower lips. I slightly stood up and bent forward. She moved back a little closed her eyes and smiled. I put my hands on her lower lips, rubbed that little coffee off and put my finger on her lips. She smiled once again and. Usake baad to phir kya tha.Maine neha ki sadi uttaar di aur blouse peticot me wo jitani hot lag rahi thi mai apne shabdo me nahi bata sakta.Ek baat bata doon mai apni wife ko bahut pyaar karta hoon aur wo bhi. Uss raat maine drink bhi ki thi but jyaada nahi.Pata nahi kya hua mujhe kiss karte karte mai use chatane laga.Uske chehre ko chatne laga wo bhi mera saath de rahi thi.Phir kya tha maine uska blouse aur bra bhi nikal di aur usake mote mote boobe ko daba daba kar chusane laga.Wo mujhe apne.