His rigidly stiff erection leading the way.He just could not refuse this woman, token resistance was the best hecould muster and it was easily swept a...ide by the woman. It took somegetting used to the sandals because of the heel but he was immediatelyput to work doing some laundry tasks while Ms Thornbury tended to theevening meal. He wondered when she would attack, play with him. He wasexpecting it, he just didn't know when. He was still embarrassed atwalking around in ladies clothing but he. Next day he fucked their ass holes in addition to their cunts and proclaimed that fucking was the number one game of the world and it was worth getting buggered to be able to play it.I asked him to tell us his sex experiences.He said, "There is not much to tell. I had learnt masturbating from a friend in school and liked it so much that I did it at least twice and sometimes more times a day. My friend also told me it feels great to squeeze the doodoos of a girl and touch their choot. Once after. We chit chatted a bit and he informed me his family had gone to their native place for the holidays. When i was about to take his leave, he asked me “Arjun, would you care for a drink?” with nothing much to do i said OK. Now let me describe MR Patel, he’s typically your Gujju guy, 57 years old, portly belly, would weigh close to 90 kgs and balding. Well i went up and kept my bag and told Priya that i’m down stair having a drink with him, she’s pretty cool about these things.I reached Mr Patel’s. . It was like something took over me. And all the while remembering all our fantasies and the way we talked about this moment. It made me want to act every single detail just the way we had described."He moaned, half tortured and half turned on by my confession.Carefully I maneuvered in the cramped confines of the front seat of the SUV and turned around on his lap so that I was sitting on him facing the windshield. I leaned back against his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his every breathe.