The feel of the light, soft, feminine fabric had always been a thrill to Dhiren, ever since that fateful day when, aged fourteen, he found himself alo...e in the house all day. He put on ladies clothes for the first time — his older sister’s panties and slip — and had felt so aroused he had masturbated almost continuously until he went to bed.He then inserted into his bra a pair of expensive breast forms that gave him that reassuring weight on his chest and made him feel so much more feminine.. Staying connected at the mouth, tongues dancing, teeth nipping, we dispensed with the remaining underwear. Climbing on the bed, I handed him the smaller plug and the lube. “Put lube around the fattest bit, especially the underside, then a blob on the thin end”, I told him in a husky voice. With a hand on my back, he pushed me over onto my hands and knees. He dribbled a bit of the lube (at least I presume it was the lube) into my crack, and rubbed it around my ass-hole. Hmmm.He pushed the plug. Main jor jor se ghasse (upper niche) mar raha thaa.ab to wo b mera sath de rahi ushal usahal kar apni gaand marvaa rahi thi mere sine par haath rakhe huye thee. Main apne anguthe se usi chut ke bahar walee part ko shelaa rhaa thaa.jis se wo or kamook ho rahi thi.saath saath hum Blue film dekh rahe the usme dogy style chal rah thaa hum ne b viase he kiya usko bajuo or ghutno ked ham par khadne ko khaa main uske piche se aakar khub jor jor se uske chutdo par takkar marne laga wo b apne chutdo ko. “Why don’t you go take a shower? Dinner should be ready by the time you get out, and we can eat together.” I suggested. “It might do some good, help loosen up those muscles, relax you a bit.”“Sounds like a plan. Care to join me?” grinning that devilish grin of his again, making me laugh.“You nut!” laughing as I turned to go into the kitchen to set the small table, wondering why the offer sent a shiver down my spine. I quickly forgot about it as I went about setting the table. As I was placing.