From (K.U) I got job in Govt. Company at ramagudam karminagar (dist). Holiday I am sending my wife Warangal. I meet my missed wife in train. We soon s...arted exchanging talks. I narrated a story that you’re my dream girl. Next day we meet at her hostel (XXX, B.Ed in wgl) and we spend 6 hours garden. . Anyways, let’s come to the main story. As and when we started chatting more she kept disclosing herself more to me. She was very interest on me. We decided to meet at hotel near REC, That was a. His hand moves down to rub your pussy through your panties. Through your fear you can feel yourself getting wet. You can feel his excitement as his fingers move faster.“I knew you’d like this you little slut,” he laughs. Your panties are quickly soaked as you try to look away from your assailant. His hand leaves your pussy and grabs your face, you can smell your own juices on his fingers. “Do not look away from me, girl. I want to see that pretty little face of yours, see you as I use your. I couldn't take another beating I left the room as it was and went down stairs , I looked in the mirror , I could see I was quite convincing as a girl , so I walked out onto the street , the sun was hot on my legs and the occasionallya light breeze blowing up my skirt added to the excitement, I reached the road I had to cross to the ally leading to the parkI walk to the crossing , two women was talking, they paid no attention to me which filled me with confidence, I crossed over and turned. .the rain started pelting down and i figured that if i said no he would pull over and let me out and i would get soaking wet and have no chance of being picked up, so i obliged him leaning over and using both hands to unzip,then putting my hand into his opened fly and feeling his warm cock,freeing it from its confines and feeling it getting harder and harder."how old are you boy"he asked , "nearly 14 sir" i replied. "thats wonderful" he said, i didn't know whether he meant me holding his.