Her hair hung to her shoulders, framing her beautiful face nicely.I hadn't bagged an Indian lady yet. They just refused my offer and paid the fee.In t...is case, Priya accepted my offer ... and that is how I came to be laying between her spread thighs with my tongue probing between her dark engorged pussy lips. She was wet ... getting wetter by the minute from my efforts.She had quite a fluffy haired mound but she had been shaving around her pussy lips so I didn't need to part the forest to find. She had explained it was all part of the process and I had reluctantly agreed. Every Friday night she would let my penis out, dress me up in the sexiest outfits and drive me wild with lust. I was curious why she would only dress me up during these Friday night sex games. I later figured out it was to help develop a Pavlovian response to being dressed as a girl, so I would associate sex and orgasms with being dressed.After about 4 months she started training me to suck on a dildo. Then at 8. You know ... would Jesus have voted to send her to prison?" Please," moaned Maggie. "Let's not bring religion into this." Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's, and unto God what is God's," intoned Tim from the end of the table. "This is a matter for Caesar." Exactly!" Said Waldo. "She broke man's law and she must be punished."Danny laughed. It was almost shocking in the room, which was filled with tension."It's not funny!" shouted Waldo."Hang on," said Danny, still smiling. "Look what just. I'm Shawn."Shawn grinned mischievously as he took my hand in his own. I was surprised when he didn't shake it, instead raising it to his lips and brushing a soft kiss across my knuckles. My tummy did a little flip-flop as his lips touched my skin. How long had it been since I'd felt that flutter? Long enough that it scared me a little. Long enough that it excited me a whole lot more.We spent the rest of the day together. It was a little scary how quickly we clicked. I haven't talked to a.