He sat down in achair and told me to sit wherever I like. I thought about it for a fewseconds and then decided to play this up for all I was worth. ...nstead ofsitting in a chair I walked over to where he was a knelt down at hisfeet. If he was looking for a submissive slut, I was the girl for him.If he wasn't, it would not have worked out anyway.So I asked him, "Sir what do you expect from a person you wish to sharehouse with?" Unfortunately, he answered with a question. "What are youwilling. Boy came with bill . He kept looking at chuchi,“Madam bahut mast chuchi hai.. ” he said in a low voice .“Tere liye kholkar rakhkhaa hai… tu bhee thoda rang laga le.. ” I showed him colour .He took some colour and without any hesitation boldly he moved towards me and with both hand coloured my cheeks , chuchi and pushed one hand inside saari. With one hand he enjoyed chuchi and other hand was palming choot.“Lagta hai… bahut choot aur chuchi dabaate ho roaj…” I parted legs wider .“Bhagwaan kasam,. Hi… firstly let me tell you about myself. I am Salman age, 23 years, and have average body with 5’6” ht, 32 waist, 6” dick and 55kg weight. I live in Hyderabad and presently working in gulf. Have read so many stories on is and I thought of writing my story and tell you all how I became gay, then cross dresser.I was attracted to guys when I was 17 years old and have my first experience which I was going to tell, its my first story so plz avoid the little mistakes and enjoy the story. And please. .I see...like the one in your briefs right now", she said. I was had, and I knew it. "Tell you what, young man. Let's put our cupcakes on the counter." With that, she pulled off her top, and her gorgeous 36D breasts bounced firmly. I knew they were 36D because my aunt had said she and Helen were the same size. Helen sat upright at the edge of the loveseat with her legs apart enough for me to see all the way to her crotch. She had removed the pony clip from her shiny black hair, it it framed her.