”“How will you do that, Kitten?” I asked. “All tied up as you are.”“I will be the best fuck toy for you,” she said. “I am all wet and...ready for you.”“Lucky for you I am in the mood to fuck,” I said, kneeling on the bed between her suspended legs.“I am so lucky to be yours, Master.”I just slipped into her wet welcoming. I had been hearing her moans and cries all morning and I was horny. I started pushing her back in the swing so my cock went out and then in as she swung.“Fuck,” she said, her. .. When I knew why... I was able to fix it!Eventually I went into a session in the middle of an urge to dress. I decided then and there, I wanted to know WHY! So when I was asked what topic I would like to cover, I said 'crossdressing and why I do it'.Probably one of the hardest things I ever did. The only response was 'Okay! Let's get started!'After many hours and lots of self-introspection and yes, peeling things away 'like an onion'; I came face to face with the 'WHY'. (Insert dramatic music. Aur wahan ka area tha wo bhi aisa hi tha .Wahan pe auntyian,bhabhiyan aur saree ladyies paison ke liye chudai karati thi .Ye baat mujhe dheere-dheere pata chalne lagi.To main bhi aise mauke ki talash main rahne laga .Lekin mujhe thora-thora dar bhi lagta tha.Lekin jab sab log raat main so jate the tab chudai karne ki awajain aya karti thi .Main puri raat apna lund pakad ke hilaya karta tha .Aise kar-kar ke din gujarne lge .Lekin ek din jb main college se apne room par aya to maine dekha ki mere. She started to twitch and thrust herself onto my hand.Suddenly she kissed me passionately thrusting her tongue into my mouth she said “if I wanted more I would have to stop and go outside again briefly”.This time when I went back in she was standing naked by the back wall of the cabin nude.I didn’t needed a second chance ( I remember what happened 2 years ago at the river) I walked closer stroking a nipple and searching the spot inside her ‘hairy beaver’ entrance- having found the hot wet spot.