We would meet and fuck our brains out. We both shared some of the same kinks which made matters even more fun. She is about 12 years younger than I am...but that never mattered to either of us. She commented that I had more enthusiasm and energy than some lovers she’s had even younger than her. She credits me with teaching her how to deep throat and being able to manage her gag reflex. After I moved out of the area for business for a year she messaged me on how popular she’s been due to her new. " I closed my eyes in grief. Mrs. Mehra threw her spit on my face again. I was not much convinced after feeling it on my face again, "You are fake." Before I could open my eyes, she yet again spit on my face. I had my fist closed in anger as soon as I felt it for the third time on my face. Mrs. Mehra nudged me heavily on my shoulders to make me fall backwards before getting straight on her feet again. "You are fake and a waste of time."Mrs. Mehra started to head towards the door before I spoke. "What do you want with me!" she asked plaintively."You got to learn you don't fuck with the Taglionis," I said, "You got to learn that you fuck with the Taglionis you get fucked." "What?" she asked."Do you want a diagram," I asked, "You want me to draw a diagram, you want me to chalk it on a chalk board maybe?"Her mouth flickered into nearly a smile and she shook her head."But what did I do!" she asked."Gave Rico a B grade, that's what," I explained, "Rico's A grade, Taglioni's are A grade not. I had merely been down as a spectator on occasion to see men and women fuck till they were a sweaty heap. You could see crossdressers playing amongst each other, crossdressers or T-girls getting fucked up their asses by other crossdressers or T-girls. On several occasions, CIS women would also be pegging crossdressers or T-girls with strap-ons.That was my fetish. Pegging.I had been introduced to pegging when I was in my senior year at high school by an older woman who happened to be our.