Of course, it's really a secret meeting of three sissy cross dressers who love to dress femmie and let go and have slutty girlly hot sex. ... . ” she covered her thighs with her kameej off her face from my eye and start weeping. I asked her who was on telephone she said it was her friend who use to study with her in school I asked this just to make her comfortable with me then I told her that I am not going to tell anyone what she was doing and I picked up her salwaar and asked her to wear(don’t don’t don’t folks I am not so stupid)she took her salwaar in her hands her hands were shaking I said” laa main pehnaa doo” she did’t said. She then turned round to him, looked into his brown eyes and said, "Taste me baby, let me feel that tongue of yours." Without hesitation, he pulled her up on the seat and went down, spreading her legs. "No, I won’t lick you straight away," he wanted to make her wild, make her beg first.He lay there, staring at her sweet, wet pussy. He wanted to lick it dry, but his thoughts were stopping him, this wasn't going to be your everyday fuck, but something to remember. With a sly smile he kissed her. I was about to go get some work done, until the realisation of getting close to Laure, in bed nonetheless, dawned on me. She threw the quilt back so I could jump in, exposing them both underneath. Stéphanie’s sweater had ridden up, showing of her amazing curves and cute knickers. I hesitated just a second before jumping in with them, Laure immediately putting my arm around her, using it as a pillow and kissed my cheek. I turned my head to smile at her and she kissed my lips, lingering just a.