I just desired more and more to see her fucking and sucking other men, preferably with me there. Slowly I began to find more and more sites devoted to...cuckoldry and I was drawn like a magnet to them. I would spend hours scouring the net, while Jackie was asleep and unaware of what I was doing. The stories and pictures, be they true or not, fuelled my ever-growing fantasy. At first I liked seeing wives sucking on stranger’s cocks with little captions directed at absent husbands. Then I became. “Aaaah,” she said, “Ah, ah, ah,” in time with her strokes against my hand. I was surprised when she came, shouting “ Fuck, fuck, oh, fuck!” Her cunt spasmed around my hand, and she was so wet that I could hear a slopping sound as she forced her pussy further down along my hand.Her breathing finally slowed and I moved up along the bed until my cock, now getting hard again, was up against her pussy. She reached down and put it into her, and to my surprise after being spread apart by my hand, I. Fair and with muscline body as part of my daily work, Deepthi and I used to work very closely, she always dressed in some jeans and Tops to office which hugged her curvy butts and showed be a bit of her boobs. She always used to smell so good despite wearing any perfumes. I must say that it was difficult for me to work with her as the only thought in my mind was always about how to fuck her. I used to admire her as a symbol of sex and her curly hairs, her thick lips, her weatish complexion,. She knowsof but does not approve of my desires. She did let me keep in my drawersand exclusively wear only women's panties for several years, but then askedme to stop.My first venture out in fem was in the early 70s. I was not very good butseemed to pass about 75% of the time. I have purged my clothes many timesbut after the last end to my dressing, I kept all of my clothes and hairpieces. In 1980, I increased my wardrobe and spent every weekends inwomen's clothes. My make up and clothes.