Uska ek boyfrnd bhi thaa. bo usse pasand karti thee. But maine feel kiya bo meri compny main jyada khus thee. Mere saath bo room main kiss karti hug k...rti hum dono saath late kar baatein karte ek dusre ko kapdo ke upper se touch karte main uske boobs press karta uski chut aur gaand par haath pherta rahta bo mere lund par haath pherti hilati khoob .hum dono kabhi kabhi nage lete rahe but kuch gslat nahi karte but chipak kar kiss karte rahte they hum dono jhad bhi jaate but conrl nahi khote . Ek. I hear him routing through cupboards. “That’s it. Come in here” he says. As I walk through the door I’m almost blinded by the flash of a camera. “What are you doing Dad?” I ask bemused. “Taking pictures of my beautiful daughter” is the answer I get back. Click, click, click. “Come and sit down” he asks. I walk to the sofa, all the time with the flash and click of the camera going. I sit down, more click click click. “Now baby” he poses me, he opens my legs a little, leans me forward. “Smile” I. " No, I don't know, 'girl.' Tell me."Just wanting to get it over with, Bill quickly, but respectfully, spit it out. "When I have sex with men, I'm always the one either sucking dick or getting fucked by guys. So I'm kinda like the woman. And when I'm getting fucked and stuff, I often fantasize that I really am a woman. So in private, when I dress like this, it makes me feel like I really am a woman. It just makes me feel good."After a pause, Russell replied evenly, "Fuckin' incredible." Another. I inserted my finger into her pussy, it was already wet and flowing. With one hand I was rubbing her clit and with other I started rubbing her nipples.We were in the dark, so they could not see us.Within next few minutes both men increased their speed and force and as their mothers was screaming, filled their pussies and fell limply on their bosom and lay there panting. Both mothers were affectionately stroking sons’ heads and kissed them.“Their wives are very lucky.” Nagarathna said.