It happened years ago, when I was at University.I lived in a residential college on campus.There were three cleaning ladies on my floor, two were Cauc...sian, (one from the UK), and one was an Indian lady. They were all much older than me, (I was 19.) Over the months I got to know the ladies, we would stop for a chat in the corridors, and often when they were on a tea break I sat and talked and laughed with them. They were very broad-minded, and always made funny jokes or double entendres.Aruna,. Garments which, bytheir very nature, gave the wearer a sense of being controlled, in thestrictest meaning of the word. This young man/boy was now encased byspandex and satin and lace, allowing nothing of his maleness to beobserved. The strong panels of the girdle and the semi-rigid sides of thebra, forced what had been male flesh into the evocative silhouette of awoman. That was their purpose for existence. I choose these garments forjust that reason. I wanted Jim/Wendy to understand that once. We then got up from the sofa and went to her bedroom, where she collapsed on the bed and asked me to fuck her. I was as desperate as her to put my throbbing cock inside her warm pussy and experience its sheer comfort, but I decided to wait. I placed my lips on her breasts and savored their taste, and she spread her legs, allowing my fingers to explore her wet clit and caress and rub it. “You can’t even imagine how good it feels”, she said, as I nibbled her nipples and rubbed her clit, making. He was bit dark colored which i liked and quite slim and slender body, he used to come to my house in afternoons to deliver veggies, he wore faded t shirts and small shorts from which his cock shape bulge and also his ass curves could be seen which was tempting either he didn’t were underwear or a lose one and also could see and liked his smooth hairless thighs and legs,I only mostly used to open him door when he delivered veggies and sometime talked with him about his studies and became.