Lekin didi ne iska kisi se jikar bhi nahi kiya. 1 maheene baad didi ka phone aaya, unko kuch paison ki jaroorat thi, darasal ek maheene se meine bhi u...ki bilkul madad nahi ki, jis kaaran unka aarthik stithi aur kharaab ho gai thi. Isiliye didi ne mujhse request ki ki kuch paison ki jaroorat hai, makaan maalik bahut jyaada takaaja kar raha tha aur bhala bura bol raha tha. Mein didi ke ghar gaya aur didi ko rs. 4500/- diye taaki wo kiraya chuka sake, jab maine didi ko paise diye to wo rone lagi,. It was a mess but my hair was thin enough that it would adapt I was sure. It didn't look any worse than the punk cuts I had seen around. Hell some women paid a hundred bucks for their hair to look this bad, I thought.I used the built in web cam on my computer to take picture of my new hair cut. I decided that if I wore eye make up and lipstick I would look like a punk female. If no make up, an effeminate gay guy. And if I didn't bind my breast, I could keep them guessing. So I had three. So, I parted her legs and lowered my head towards her clit. It smelled divine. I began by kissing her and then moving onto fucking her with my tongue. She hissed and moaned. I only increased the speed of my tongue, flicking, licking, sucking her clit. She began running her hands through my hair before her fingers tightened around my hair and she gripped my head and smashed it against her clit. With a vigor I did not think I possessed, I continued eating her out. She finally shuddered, gasping. Barney immediately pulled out and, strangely, he began to lick his own cum that had spilled all over my public hair and vulva. Of course, just a few broad strokes of his wet tongue were enough to put me over the edge once again. Ohhhhhhhhh, Barney!But Barney wasn't through. He continued to be relentness in whatever endeavor he sought. Turning over onto my stomach, I wondered what he would do if I stuck my ass high up in the air waving my now drenched pussy near his face. Evidently, Barney.