I looked up towards were those people were waiting or their taxi. Two men, I could see now. One facing me, smoking a cigarette, the other one standing...closer to me, but with his back turned. He seemed to be of average height, with dark hair and a mere hint of an athletic build. Hard to say in the dark and with his back turned towards me? I felt instantly disgusted with the smoker. How I hated cigarettes, hated the smell, the men who smoked smelled, their breath, their clothes? I simply hated. You will not tell anybody anything about this. Is that OK for you?”“I swear that I will not tell anybody anything.”“Good little Miss Masturbation.”, I smiled. “Now come with me.”We went to our room and Sarah sat on the bed while I picked my backpack and took out my toys. “Here they are.” I laid them onto the bed and Sarah almost collapsed.“Ohhh... my... gosh... These ones are soooo huge... Actually I was afraid to try your little pocket rocket but seeing these giants I’m really afraid.”“Oh. He stopped a moment and stood in front of the mirror to examine hisimage.It was odd; a man in a bra and petticoat stared at him. He averted hiseyes and wished Hema was at hand and completed the transformation assoon as possible. He then lifted the blouse and put it on, he fastenedthe top three hooks, but failed with the bottom two. He wanted to trythe sari, but was lost in the folds. All this took some time and heheard the lock being opened and next moment Hema burst into the roomwith hands. It turned out to be a pretty good porn tape with several different clips. Near the end was one of a blond white girl being screwed by a black guy with a huge dick. I mean this was a monster! I couldn't help but masturbate and had a really load of cum spurting onto my chest.I was living with a girl at the time who could be really hot in the bed and I could hardly wait for her to get home so she could watch this. We had viewed porn tapes before but had never seen anything like this. She.