" Why don't you start by calling me Michael? You may be more relaxed." Michael." She was testing the sound of my name on her ears. "Thank you, Michael..." Whenever you're ready, Virginia." You can say Ginny, Michael." She was smiling.I returned the smile. "Yes, I will." I leaned to pat her hand, and then sat back in my chair. The touch of her hand had been warm, smooth, yielding."It's about sex, Michael." It often is, Ginny. I try not to blush and not to be judgmental." Thank you. Well, it's like. Fir main ek school me teacher ki job shuru ki. Lekin main us job se satisfy nahi thi, main aur mere parents koi achhi job chahte the. Jaise bank ki job. Mere ek chachu hain jo Punjab me rehte hain, unka naam ranjit hai aur wo bahut paise wale hain, isliye mummy ne unse meri job ke bare me baat ki to chachu ne kaha ki thik hai, main gitanjali ko job dila dunga ICICI bank me mera jaankar hai main us se baat karunga. Fir 4-5 din baad chachu ka ghar per phone aaya ki unhone apne dost se baat ki hai. She looked me in the eyes, "Take off your trousers." I complied straight away. I lifted my arse and pulled my trousers and pants down, kicking them off on to the floor. "Now lie down so your feet are facing her." came her next command. I lay down so that our 'watcher' would have a view of the underside of my cock and balls. Becky hopped up and stood facing me with her back to our audience. She slowly pulled her own sweatpants down revealing a matching blue pair of panties. They were tiny in the. Michele cautiously walked over to the middle of the room. Ronnie reached out and snapped on the ceiling lights so that he could get a good look at her. There was no doubt that the men were looking a transvestite and not a real woman; but she still looked hot!Their eyes roamed brazenly over her face and body. Her pretty hazel eyes, heavily made-up with lashings of eyeliner, mascara and eyeshadow; her cheeks rouged and lips painted plum-red. Her mature but attractive face framed by the brunette.