Her labia were inimitable in their nautical association, a memory from his younger prevocational sailing days: her right lip shaped like a billowing f...ll spinnaker, wide, oh so wide, the left flap, a sharp angular jib. Chastity could barely suppress murmurs of delight escaping her soft moist lips. The self-indulgent tramp was enjoying four hands now, plying randomly her fleshy sails and buttermilk melons. Her stalking hands were lowering the last skerricks of sham silky decency to Erica’s and. I love to wear western female clothes but I can wear traditional ones if any of my men want me toNow coming to the story…This is completely true story before this incident I never knew that I was gay or that I liked to crossdress but this incident changed that .It was one morning when I was doing my 3rd year in an engineering college when I woke up late and missed the college bus..So I decided to take a govt. Bus to my college..I got in and kept my bag on my lap started listening to music on my. As I sauntered off toward the bathroom, I started to take my clothes off, throwing them aside without a care in the world. I could pick them up later, when I was done with my beloved bath.When I reached the bathroom, I turned the light on, closed the door, and marveled at my reflection in the mirror. I smiled proudly at my naked body and carefully observed every part of my womanly shape. My breasts were bouncy and perky. I cupped my left breast and jiggled it, amusing myself, before doing the. Her mouth was still wrapped around my pleasure spot. "Ahhh fuck. I can't take it any longer! Ashley.... Fuck... Oh God!" I erupted again. This time it was like the plug on a tub had been pulled. A huge gush of cum shot out of me and soaked Ashley and the bed. "Oh my fucking God!" I've never came this hard. The entire world was exploding in front of me. I could feel Ashley licking some of the cum off of me as I came back down to Earth. "Oh fuck baby. I really like this one," Ashley.