After 2 kids, her husband used to hardly have sex with her and she was feeling unsatisfied..Sethu saw her eyeing his erection and opened his legs furt...er. Saroja couldn’t take her eyes off his erection because it seemed quite bigger than her husbands. But somehow she held back as she was a married respectable lady. Their eyes met several times and she saw lust in Sethu’s eyes. She saw him eyeing her boobs which almost half jumping out of her blouse…She started chatting with him but most of the. Mara was older and less exotically compelling, but there wasan animal attraction, a fierceness in her femininity. Her breasts saggedlittle, and would have shamed those of many far younger human women, while herbody was lean and firm, a dancers frame or an athletes toned perfection. Herfair skin was shining faintly with perspiration as she hung before him, musclesin her arms and long legs visible under the strain of her position, stomachflat and smooth. The sight of her semi-naked, combined with. As a guy, I'd never taken much pride in my appearance. The point of being a guy is that you don't care about being dressed nicely, or even that well-groomed. For a brief moment, it occurred to me that maybe being female could be a fun challenge to overcome."You never know," she told me, "it doesn't have to be permanent. Just hold onto the medallion."I didn't like the idea of turning my identity into a game. As soon as this stint was over, I would go back to my original gender for good.It. He would come to me at night and wake me to tell me that I needed feeding. I would suck his cock and get my fill of his cum. but thats not where it ended......From my earliest memory as a young boy, the site of a naked body didn't bother me at all. In our house both my parents never hid their bodies and would often walk around the house naked. I too walked around naked, but to me the only meaning of this was normality.It all began as far back as I can remember was when I was about 8 years old..