Here I narrate one of my experiences which is still continuing.I’m married but live separated from my wife. This story is about a girl whom I met in...Bangalore. She became my friend, now is my sex partner in the absence of my wife.Her name is Saira. She is divorced now. Her age is 31. She is a Mallu. She looks pretty with good body. Her bra size now is 36 and her panty size is 85cms. I first met her in the Forum Mall in Bangalore way back in 2011. She came with her 2-3 friends for shopping. I. " She was saying, breaking through his reverie."Is it what you want? Really want?" She asked, looking up at him. Burt did not notice the sad expression she had on her face. He was too blown over after hearing what she had just said."Well, ye..." And he stopped and thought.Does he really want her to do this? He can still pull out!And a part of him, a small part, wanted to, knowing what a stupid mistake he could be making. However, although the two of them have been happily married for the last. And I’m a girl now, too, which explains why I sound like my sister, right?” He laughed, hanging up.“So, dude,” he muttered. “Please explain these, and this to me.” He moved his hand from his left breast to the absence of anything between his legs. “This is something I need to come to grips with if I plan to remain sane.” He shook his head plaintively. “I’m a girl, and something titanically strange happened to White Pine, tonight. Am I dead? Did this only happen to me? Am I in Purgatory, or. So I played with her bush and lips some more, then I asked mom if I could jack off and look at her naked while I did it. She said fine. I stood up and pulled down my boxers and started to play with my cock. As I stroked i watched mom. My cock just hurt more and I found that I felt a little wierd doing this as mom just laid there and watched. So I rubbed her pussy with one hand as I stroked my knob with the other. Then I turned my cock towards her pussy, I figured I would try to get it as close.