He glared and grabbed my shirt and roughly took it off. I began to get a bit scared. He then said nothing and tore down my pants. "You want to fucking...look at my body while I'm showering? You'll fucking get what you want. My way." he said angrily as he stripped me completely. I then was naked on his bed. He then sat me up and stuck his dick in my mouth. I closed my eyes and gagged. I coughed a bit on his dick. I then had no option but to suck. He grabbed my hair and made me suck deeply. I. It was the 1st time experience lively to touch the vagina of fully matured women. And I stared to press her vagina and after that I got some confidence and moved my hand to lift her saree and slowlyI moved hand towards her pussy and when my hand used to go towards her pussy, it was so hot inside saree and her legs where so smooth no single hair on them. And at last I reached the destination and touched her pussy with my bare hand and bare pussy was so hot. It was so puffy and smooth but. It was definitely him, him as a pretty little sissy baby, all preciousand cute from the waist up. He preened in front of the mirror, puttinghis mittens over his face and making cute, coquettish, and dainty posesuntil she came back, holding a diaper and giggling. "That last pose,make it again, just for me," she told him, and he did, holding hismittens to his cheeks and bending over just a bit, making a kissy-facebehind his buckled pacifier. She would have absolutely loved to takepictures, but he. One such dinner party, attended by several couples from our neighborhood, I remember started me down this exhibitionist path. Normally, it was the women that commenting on my appearance, but our next-door neighbor, a man in his late 50's, told me in a whisper that I was very cute, and he loved looking at me. I blushed hearing him and feeling his warm breath on my neck and ear, my stomach got all quivery.Usually, after dinner, there would be soft music and chitchat as they hovered around the wet.