Your thighs tighten around me as I make small slow circles around your clit and your breathing becoming deeper, faster.I dip my fingertip inside you, ...y other hand still steadying you on your lower back. Letting my finger slide deep inside you, you take a deep, sharp breath in, letting it slowly back out, with my eyes fixed on your expression.Feeling the passion grow, your fingers dig into my shoulders, into my skin. You return my gaze and fix your eyes on mine while I add another finger inside. She couldn't hold it and came. Her whole body was shaking. She then got on top of me and started kisisng me and massaging my hard dick with her wet pussy. I could see in her eyes that she was dying to suck my dick. Minutes later she started giving me a blowjob and it was divine. I could see her trying to deep throat me but she was too tiny perhaps but it was still amazing. Then I took her hand and walked her to the glass door where we could look over the big HOLLYWOOD sign. I told her to. .She started flirting with me too which I responded to tease her a bit and slowly we went ahead and suddenly she told me about a dream she had once in which I had held her hand …I took it as an opportunity and continued the conversation and asked her..’sirf hath hi pakda ya aur kuch bhi hua tha’ to which she blushed and replied ‘samjhun ghe aata sab chiz batayi nahi jaati’ It was a green signal for me and I pushed thing further adding ‘agar ye sachme hua to’ to which had to say ‘we are not in a. I can't rememberprecisely at what age I started trying on my mother's clothes, but I wasyoung! As I grew older I realised that what I was doing was not usual forboys of my age and, I guess like many, I was upset and thought there mustbe something wrong with me. It was not until the discovery of theInternet several years later my eyes were opened. Suddenly I discoveredthat I wasn't alone; there was a worldwide sisterhood of similarly mindedpeople - both men and women - who identified themselves.