It's not far."I released the brake and got the rig moving. By high noon, I was surely lost and suspected the woman giving directions was as well, but ...he assured me we were almost there. She was right and by mid-afternoon we approached a large, frame house with a long row of out-buildings, all set in a fine grove of shade trees. The women disembarked and disappeared while I took the carriage to the empty shed and unhitched the horses. Once they were happy and in the care of a black servant, I. " he whispered, staring into her eyes. Abruptly she felt the rhythm of the toy inside her change, and gather speed again. She clenched her muscles tight around the vibrations. He leaned in further, and pushed the tip of his middle finger against her clit. She felt the soft cotton graze against her as he tapped his finger onto her moisture."Fuck, yes," she sighed heavily, pushing her pelvis forward into his touch, keeping his rhythm."Yeah, fuck." he let out a small laugh. She chuckled along with. And at the same time avoided her firm soft breasts. I wiped the sweat from her hips and while doing so, quietly removed the strings of her petticoat and in a jiffy, it fell down. To my surprise, Rohini was not wearing any panties and she was stark naked below her waist. I could clearly see her light brown pussy which was already wet with precum oozing out of it.Rohini, tapped my back of my head and said that enough of looking there and pleaded me to proceed further. But without waiting for my. Did that make me gay? This thrill I was feeling. Is this the samethrill gay people felt when they wore women's clothes?These were never questions I had ever considered before but they hadbeen thrust into my head me by the situation I now found myself in.I'd never worn panties before but I was surprised at how snugly theyfit, but somehow they didn't look right. Why was that? I asked myself.Obviously, stupid! They were designed for a woman to wear! I waswearing something that wasn't designed.