" He doesn'tlook surprised."You knew that Russian secret service is spying on you?" Only Russians? I expected more," Alf answer me calmly."WHY?" It is...difficult to explain. I don't expect you to understand." The fact that I'm wearing a skirt or that you can't stop looking at mycleavage, or that I gave a blowjob yesterday, doesn't mean I'm stupid!"Why I'm telling all this? Tears spring from my eyes and I pressing my handas to stop it. I hate being so emotional! It was much easier before,. Mere bahi ne yeha bhi bola kii iska leader jab tak humare paas h yeh gang koi bhi galat kaam karne se pehle ek baar sochegi.5 din baad jab mera bhai apne duty pe gya tab humare ghar pr ek electrician aaya woh ek hatta gatta khali jitta bda admi tha. Woh sunday ka din tha toh sab log ghar pr hii the.Mujhko pehele tohda shak hua kyoki humme se kisi ne bhi electritian ko nahi bulaya tha phir bhi maine gate khol kr puch liya kii bhaiyaa ne bulaya hai kya??Ussne mere gate kholte hii mujhko pakad. The routine of giving Janet blowjobs in the morning and after work continued on a daily basis. I actually got quite used to it and wouldn't have minded, but my dick continued to be locked up inside the aluminum tube.I had not had a hard on for well over a month as my job continued. I was now actually acting like a girl at work. I didn't have a lot of choice. I was always referred to as 'she' or 'her' or by name to the clients.I was now dressing as a woman 24 ? 7. It really wasn't that bad.. There were also many traces of cum and urine all over the shorts. On seeing that poor little thing, my cock grew instantly hard as I had always wanted to have it. I took great pleasure in abusing it and seeing that fragile little thing being stretched beyond its limit. Without any hesitation, I brought it home. Out of curiosity, I did a DNA analysis on the shorts. Apparently, my friend was not the only one who abused that tiny little shorts. It was recently dumped there after who knows how many.