Needed it. Just as I thought I couldn’t stand it anymore the agony turned back to pleasure and I came without warning. I didn’t even get a chance ...o ask for permission, but I didn’t care at that point. As I came back down Brad’s voice cut through the fog in my head. “Prepare for number three,” he said, laughing. “No, please. I can’t. Please don’t put that thing on me again.” But, of course he did and I thrashed my head from side to side in an effort to block out the persistent agony. This was. I have come to see crossdressing not as aconscious choice but rather an essential manifestation of something deepwithin.Perhaps the single greatest development in the last forty years that hasenabled crossdressers to pursue their varied levels of gender fluidity isthe internet. Internet shopping is a boon for crossdressing and beats theheck out of facing inquisitive store clerks as you try to buy woman'sclothing in department stores. One time I recall simply going to theregister at a. I stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, kicking away my underwear. After she had moved between my thighs, my surprising girlfriend sat back on her heels and resumed the exquisite work of pleasing me with her mouth, her tongue bathing me with desire. Even with her eyes closed, the expression upon her face was one of rapture, of delight, and it almost seemed to me that she felt this was where she belonged: between my thighs, pleasuring me in such an obscene manner. The vacuum of her. I started kissing all over her face and licking her face, she was wearing a kurta and leggings, I started biting her ear lobes she was getting more horny and moaning high, I licked her neck then removed her kurti and now she was in bra on my couch I spread hands and licked her armpits, amazing it was she was moaning more hard while I was licking her armpits and she was pulling my her,Then removed her bra and started licking her boobs in circular motion and playing with her nipples, first I.