As I put my hand up to bang on the door I began to hear soft little moans coming from within. I slowly nudged the door a little and peaked through the...gap. Inside was this incredible slim Hispanic girl, she looked to be in her mid 20s. Her long dirty blond hair was falling over her shoulders down to her tanned breasts. Her red shirt completely unbuttoned her dark nipples standing erect as her breasts we’re pushed upwards over the top of her bra. Her skirt was pulled up over her stomach her legs. Unbeknown to her and my friends, I was a closet crossdresser, a sissy who fantasised about dressing up and sleeping with guys. It was a confusing time for me, I was almost certain I was straight but part of me craved cock, especially when I was crossdressed. I would dress all sexy in my own underwear and sisters clothes (I was lucky to have an older sister so access to a full wardrobe) and play with myself until my cock was sore and balls empty - I would fantasise about being with a guy and. Phil had neglected to tell her who they were double dating with. It was with the new roomie in Phil’s group house, Roger. And the dyed-blonde bimbo floozy who serviced any of the guys in the group house who wanted it, Cindy Sue Turner, had been dragged along as Roger’s date. The word ‘dragged’ fit, because Cindy Sue seemed three sheets to the wind before Sharon had been the last of the four-some to be picked up. Dinner at a pizzeria, where the two guys talked NFL football and Cindy Sue made. Main ander gya to usne mujhse paise mange maine use 1000 rs de diya phir usne apne kapde utar diye.aur mujhe bhi kapde utarne ko kehne lagi, maine jab uske boobs dekhe to wo bahut bade they mama ki ladki se dugne honge, maine unko haath me pakda to mazaa hi aa gaya phir usne meri kamij utrva di or phir meri pant bhi maine underwear nahi pahna hua tha, tab mera lund khara tha.Mera 8-50″ ka lund dekhkar wo hairan ho gayi or kehne lagi ki shakal se to tu sharif lagta hai magar loda itna bada, main.