I could also tell she must spend hours getting a tan because she had a tan all over body with only a small white streak between her ass cheeks. I twea...ed her nipples and fondled her left breast as she moaned and moved her legs apart to let my fingers go farther in her pussy. Her tits were still encased in the black top. I bent over and locked my mouth on her left boob and bit her nipple. "Fuck me, I need your big cock," she said. I took my right hand from her love box and placed my two fingers. On the face of it Charles was never going to be taken seriously as an infantry officer, in what was by now a veteran battalion. He looked like a milksop: a slightly built youth with curly golden hair, big blue eyes, and a complexion, and eye lashes, for which a woman would eagerly sell herself. Put a bonnet on his head, a gown over his body and some rouge on his cheeks and Master Charles St. John would pass as a very desirable Mistress Charlotte St. John. At first the men called him Molly,. ”This was an interesting turn. I said, softly, “How so?” She answered, “I am a fully functioning fertile woman, but I also have an appendage that’s closer to being a penis than a clitoris.”Wow. The possibilities kind of overwhelmed me. She continued, “I am sterile as a male but I do ejaculate. I enjoy being penetrated, but I only climax by stimulating my dick. It has made for some uncomfortable discussions in the bedroom. In one case, he assured me he was cool with it, but it soon became. Ab mai meri dadi aur anjali dusre kamre ke bed par lete. Anjali beech me leti aur hum dono kafi der tak baate karte rahe jab raat ke 1 baj gaye tab maine usse kaha,”Ab mujhe sona chahiye kyoki subah school bhi jana hai, hum baki bate kal kar sakte hai.” To usne kaha,”Kal to mai chali jaungi.”Mujhe ye pahle se pata tha phir bhi maine pucha,”Kya sach me chali jaogi? Ek bhi din nhi rukogi?” She said,”Nhi rukne ka to koi irada nhi.” Mere baar-baar puchne par bhi usne koi clear reason nhi bataya to.