I saw her to a cab. Kissed her willing, open mouth goodbye, squeezed her now naked arse through her skirt, and she was gone. Leaving me to ponder what...might have been, with a raging hard on. Her screwed up panties were like a sweet ache in my pocket.When I got back to my flat, I undressed, took a shower, and lay on my newly made bed which I had prepared for her. I was still hard and couldn't resist laying her soft panties over my aching cock. They were still damp from being up inside her, I. There was only a distanceof less than 1 feet between his face and her huge breasts clearly visible from her transparent blouse. His sister jumped out of her seatand joined him on the sofa.Mala“Ab dekh aur bata teri maa kaisi hai? Achhi hai? Koyi kami hai kya?”Suresh“Jaldi mat kar, ismai time lagta hai, tujhe to pata hona chahiye”Sunita understood their joke but didn’t laugh. She still wanted to be seen innocent.Suresh“Dekh maa mai jab tere saath bazar aata hu, tab logo ke comment sune hai tere. I so wanted those fingers to be mine. I didn't want to touch her until she was ready, but it was a real struggle not to start having a wank watching all of this."Did you like it?"I had, though I preferred a warm, giving cunt. I also didn't like to hurt the girls and most anal, I've found, does cause quite a bit of discomfort. "Yeah, it's good." I like it too," she said and slid another finger in, "but not too much. You can do my arse, if you like." I'm going to have to do it soon," I said, "or. The other nice thing was the reaction that I got from other motorists, men that is, they would wink or smile at me and I would take pleasure in the fact that I was certainly becoming attractive to the "opposite" sex. I really had started to consider myself female.I began to meet lots of people, both male and female, on the Training course or at night school. To all of them I was simply Susan. I was treated as one of the girls and learnt how to gossip like any woman. The men treated me just like.