He didn’t say anything.“Why have you come here today?” I asked him.“To be fucked.” He replied quietly. He seemed tortured by guilt and I fel... a little sorry for him. I knelt and began to suck his flaccid member. I love the feeling of a long semi-stiff cock in my mouth and his beautiful specimen slipped down my gullet like ice cream. I gobbled him and grew his erection as I held my lips against his public hair. He was erect. I stood up and putting my hand on Tom’s shoulder pushed him down to. Let me come back to the story.My aunt didn’t get place to sleep in neighbours home on that night, so as we are her relatives, she came to my home to sleep. She came in blue saree. She never wears night dresses as she is a desi aunty. By seeing her in that saree I wanted to squeeze her milky boobs and wanted to fuck hard, tight.She along with 2 c***dren came to my house. So now it was time to sleep, ever is looking for a place to sleep. My grandfather went outside to sleep, her 2 c***dren slept. After wemove, you will dress exclusively female and there will be no maleclothing in the household at all. And this," she added, squeezing mycrotch for emphasis, "will only be referred to as a girlcock or a sissyclit from now on- we'll be getting plenty of miles out of it, but only inways that aren't a danger of reasserting any masculinity... Understood?"I nodded and she replied with a grin, "Good girl."4.So we put in our notices at our jobs, and she called her old friend Jento ask about the. More so. She just tilted her robbed head back and moaned in ecstasy as I went down on her, kneeling down in front of her and holding her by her hips, my face buried between her legs. What was it like? It was definitely a pussy. As sweet and clean and unblemished as you could imagine. Hairless, as is the way of all desert people, and again with that lingering scent of cinnamon, it tasted absolutely divine as my tongue explored the soft, dark textured folds of her labia. When I wasn't making the.