Rattle. Creak. Click. The cubicle door opens and locks behind me. I start to turn to look around, but you're already in control. You push me against t...e wall and plant your hungry mouth into my shoulders, a thousand kisses deep. You bite down hard, a sublime pain running like lightning from my neck to my feet. I feel the soft hair of your chest against my skin and your hardness pushing into my back. It makes me feel vital, wanted and alive.Hiss. Fumble. Rustle. My sighs evaporate into thin air. Ireplied, Of course I do, I love you, you are my whole life." I knew againI was lying, but it was just coming out of my mouth, I think throughfear.The truth was yes, I wanted to be a woman, yes, I loved her, but not as awife more of a sister. I could not hurt her in any way, so the only thingwas to lie to her, it made me feel really sick inside that I was lying toher, but it was better than hurting her.Many months passed, my wife and I talked a lot about this thing, but shecould never except. I felt his huge cockharden against me. I snuggled closer to him and rubbed my tummy againsthis hardness. He felt even longer than Bob and I tingled all over at thethought of pleasuring John's cock, and of it entering me, and filling mewith its glorious seed."You're the sexiest little girl I've ever seen," John said breathlessly. "I want you so bad."I felt an overwhelming need to submit to a man at that moment. I wastingling all over from the touch of his hands, and his cock, and I. Admission dete hue who bhi mujhe ankhon hi ankhon me taul rahi thi. Wo 27 saal ki bhare badan wali madam thi. Shadi-shuda, uski dono boobs (chuchiyan) ½ kilo ki thi aur uske gaddedar mote chutar (gand) ubhar liye sangmarmar ki murat se tarashe hue hilte aise lagte the jaise keh rahe ho-“aaja raja is Gand ko baja ja”.Maine admission lekar pucha “ kitne baje aana hai Madam ?” Woh muskara kar boli “subah 7 baje aana.” “ sath kya lana hai?” “Wo boli ek copy bas”.Mai ghar wapas aa gaya par sari raat.