Uske pink nipples pure khade hoke salami de r the. Maine nipples ko khub dabaya aur suck kia. Vo red ho g. Maine use kai love bites bhi die. Fir dheer... se maine uske panty me hath dal di. Choote choote hairs the uske mujhe maja aa r tha. Maune fir apna trimer nikala aur uske hairs ko aur chhota kia jisse chatne m maja aye.Fir maine uski chhut koob suck kia aur vo bhi puri garam ho g the. Fir maine apna pant utara aur uske upar chadh g. Usne meri shirt utari aur mere nipples suck karne lagi.. Then I would play with myself and jerk off.This went on for a while and every time I would dress up my neighbouring Uncle would ring the doorbell and ask for one or the other thing. After few instances I would assume it to be him every time the door bell rang when I was alone. I would just put on my regular clothes on top of my sissy clothes and attend him.It was one such day when I was alone and was dressing up to play with myself. I put on a baby pink lace panty and pull it up. The panty gets. . it looks JUST like that pallet.”I told him we’d have to count it. I also told him we should probably stick it in an off-shore account somewhere until we figured out exactly what we wanted to do with it. He said we weren’t very far from Grand Cayman Island and he wanted to stop there anyway to see about getting better radar installed like I’d previously suggested. That would be perfect. We could access it easy enough and make bank transfers as needed. We’d have to pay taxes on it, but if we. .so I tied my lover to my bedpost...one hand at a time...then I kissed him passionately as I blindfolded him...the realization that he could not touch me, caress me or see any of the erotic things that I was doing to him...was a big turn-on for him...causing his dick to expand to three times the normal size...It was engorged but not too big that I could not play with my lollipop...not too big that I could not take it deep into my throat...pumping it in and out of my throat...making sure to.