Or uska chikhna chalu…Ronitt… Plz nikalo… Bhot dukh raha h… Aaahhhh aaaaaahh…. Maarrr gayi…mummmy ….Plzzzz nikal do… Ni chudna mujhe�... Wo rone lagi…but me to garam tha… Mene uska mu band krane ki liye smooch krna start kr di… Niche mene lund ko dhire dhire andar karna chalu rakha… Choot bhot tight thi but dhire dhire lund andar chala gaya or uski seal toot gayi… Usko bhot tez dard hone laga… Uski aankho se aansu aane lage.. Wo mujhse kehne lagi plzzz nikalo bhot dukh rha h but me janta tha. , I then unpacked my other two suitcases; the cases that held my "special" clothes. You see, I am a crossdresser.I first started in my youth - trying on my mother's pantyhose that were hanging in the bathroom. I didn't understand why I did it, I just knew that there was a compulsion to do it. It was such a pleasurable experience that it quickly became an addiction after that, and I began raiding my older sister's closet. I progressed to wearing her lingerie, party dresses and high heels -. I pumped hard and before you know ahahhaah right down her throat took every drop no problem swallowed like a beautiful black cock slut-truely amazed.So we took a few minutes and held and caressed each other and then I said I'm ready to pound that pussy baby, she wanted that black cock,but she nicely tell me very nicely says don't cum in.Okay honey,I slid my black cock deep into her pussy with screams from her OMG,started whipping that cock like a pro pounding that pent up time we had when we. Since then we've fucked in the dental chair on a few occasions and in a back alley behind a pub on another. We had gone out for a retirement do for one of the older members of staff and after a classy meal ended up at a slightly dirty and grubby pub. Well one drink turned into 10 and before it reached midnight I was up on the dance floor bumping nd grinding with all the staff. Of course most of my attention was on Joanne and as we danced I rubbed my hard cock in to the crack in her ass. She.