So we met in a coffee shop in Mumbai, where I had seen her for the first time. She was a little tanned skin like all Indian girls, with beautiful eyes..., and probably having the most innocent smile on earth. Her stats are 34-28-36 and height of 5.3″. She was a psychiatrist by profession.Seeing her for the first time I fell for her, the way she talked , the way she looked was just enough for me to agree to this marriage. Before marriage we kept on dating for some time and, ultimately I proposed. WE CANT BE PLAYING AROUND LIKE THIS WE CAN IF YOU DONT TELL ANYBODY.IT WILL BE OUR LITTLE SECRET. HE DROPPED THE CLOTHES AND HUGGED ME TIGHTLY MY ERECT NIPPLES DUG INTO HIS T-SHIRT AND MY NEATLY TRIMMED BUSH RUBBED SO HARD AGAINST THE FRONT OF HIS JEANS THAT I WAS SENDING OFF ELECTRIC SPARKS. I HATE TO ADMIT IT, BUT I WAS HOPELESSLY AROUSED PARTLY BECAUSE OF THE PORNO MOVIE I WAS WATCHING EARLIER AND I PARTLY FANTASIZED ABOUT A HOT HUNK WALKING IN ON ME AND CATCHING ME. WITH MY OWN HANDS ALL. Chris had finally come to terms with wearing a bra for his budding tits.It actually didn't look that weird on him since the pill was also makinghis skin softer and his hair longer. He could easily pass as a highschool girl. He remembered what Dr. Ramirez had said to him and althoughhe felt trapped in this predicament, he knew he had no choice but tostick it out till the bitter end. He popped his pill, threw on his bra,his work clothes, and it was out the door.It was five minutes to ten. Chris's. She thrust herself harder and harder between Becky's lips, that sweet mouth and throat driving her crazy. She pulled and rubbed on her nipples, making her moan and pant out of control as Becky gagged and sucked round her long, hard, thick shaft. Then, thinking about how much she wanted to fuck Becky's ass, Miss K reluctantly slowed down, letting go off Becky's hair as she slowly eased her shaft out her mouth."Give me your fucking cum! That felt so good!" Becky panted, rubbing her nipple with.