All of this was a source of mental anguish growing up. Since my transition, however, I realize I have been blessed by genetics. I can go to the grocer... store with little or no makeup and no one realized I am not a genetic girl. Of course getting d-cup boobs helped, but I could walk by you on the street or talk to you at a bar and you’d never know my secret. Speaking of the secret, because of my size down there, I can tuck it away easily. While I prefer a gaff to make sure it is tucked, I can. It's a bit distracting, him being so close. I didn't want him to flop out of her mouth and bop me on the nose. Then, I felt me three enter Kiki. That was freaky to feel something moving right next to your dick. Knowing it was another dick was freaky, knowing it was my dick made it less freaky.I tried to pick up me three's rhythm, so we were both pounding away at her. That felt really good, as usual. Knowing there was another dick in there was a turn on. Above me, Kiki's head lolled a bit. Me. And by the way I am still a virgin and desperately waiting to have sex with some amazing lady. I have some more stories to be told to all of you that you all can enjoy this sexotic world through my eyes This story revolves around my maami (mother’s brother’s wife).She lives in Mumbai and her name is Manisha. She is a chubby lady with the perfect amount of flesh on the ass. I just love her ass. So it all started when I was in college. I have earlier seen her breastfeeding her children but at. Twenty. Thirty if you're good." I don't have anything else going on, Sugar, so I guess I can give you a discount." Hop in," I said, unlocking the door. With a spring in her step that reminded me of her cheerleading career, she opened the door and slid into the passenger side. I didn't wait for her to buckle up. A wave of cheap knock-off perfume, the stuff they sell in the 'hood that is supposed to smell like expensive stuff, rolled over me and almost made me gag. "Where to?" Behind that old.