She moved her wet fingers over my track pant stopping just above the tented area.Friends, you are reading this story on indiansexstories dot netShe sl...wly circled the tip of the tent with her fingers and then said ‘so, your hot, long and thick cock is right under this, isn’t it’. She then slowly pushed her thin slender wet fingers into my pant and slowly grabbed my dick, while staring right into my eyes. It felt like she wanted to devour me and fuck me till I pass out.She slowly gripped my dick. When the match began, they immediately went for each other's bras. They pulled, hard. Barb's bra was gone, and Ashley fell backwards into the mud. Barb was still standing, and she was holding Ashley's bra. They were topless, in nine seconds.They were breathing fire, as they paced in the mud, waiting for the minute between rounds to end. Barb's bottoms had ties at the hip. Ashley tried to get behind Barb and pull at her ties. Barb kept turning, to face Ashley, but she was always a quarter turn. .. like a gave a flying fuck about that.As a result, anyway, I ended up arriving on the planet — you know, Earth, home, as I used to call it — about 100km away from the objective. Which wasn't a major problem given that I was now fluent in German, French and Italian ... you name it. Oh, and I had unimpeachable ID and credits cards, etc., etc ... even if it was all fake. But, when you came down to it, you get used to a certain level of service and this wasn't it. For one thing, I had a lot less. Ithen use my wig brush to tease the wig into my preferred style; a longfeminine bob."Gorgeous," I say to myself and then mince back to the bedroom. I'mGemma now and even walking like a woman. I go straight to the fulllength mirror and look at myself from every angle, hitching my slip upto make sure my suspenders are straight. I have to be ready within halfan hour so quickly apply nail varnish in the same cherry red as mylipstick.It's time to finish dressing and today I've already decided what.