I thought of saying my crossdressing hobby to her. But I was little hesitant.I had dreamed of being a bride in my marriage but it was the groom and I ...as dressed as a groom. I was waiting for the first night in her bedroom. That time I saw her inner wears and tried it by removing my male dresses. She came suddenly and said that I look sexy in her dress. I was shocked and ask sorry to her. She replied there is nothing wrong in male wearing female clothes. I was very happy on seeing her. He was kissing her anus gently his expression ecstatic."Oooooooo oh, ohh ugggggg!" She wriggled the pulley creaking as it held her taut.His fingers pushed into her slit, then pressed on her ass hole. He began to jab two fingers into her pussy as he continued to make her spread wide. She grunted at the thrusts, biting her lip, closing her eyes, wishing it was all just a dream."Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh! Oh god, oh god!"He grunted also in satisfaction his eager fingers bending inside her, pressing her. Then there had been the woman in black leather with the slave girl on a leash, a week ago. My God, had the two of them been kinky — they were wrong of course, totally immoral — but so very sexy. She remembered how she'd longed to be that leashed and dominated girl, her face forced into her Mistress's crotch and everybody looking — everybody.Back home she had downloaded videos and pictures on her computer, watching naked girls being bound, whipped and abused. Some of them were lead around on a. An hour or two went by when I felt the train stop. We must have been at the third and final stop. In a few minutes later the train would be ready to take off again. Looking across I could see she was still asleep; in fact she was now snoring away. We were still just two out of a small handful of people in the car. Now that I had slept a little I once again focused on this cute little bundle in front of me. Though I had already jerked off once I felt the urge coming on again so I took my cock.