"Exquisite," my host said as he wrapped me in his arms, pressing his body against mine. I didn't speak. I wanted him in a strange way. My body was so ...roused, that I couldn't think straight. I wanted him to to tell me how to please him, to use me.I reached down between us and reached into his shorts to feel a big, thick, warm cock. I held his thick cock in my hand. His cock was a real man's penis. It was beefy and heavy in my hand, so much so that my fingertips could not reach my thumb around. Mere dad Canada hai. Mai kafi time se usko soch kar muth marta tha.Mera 1 dost hai sanju, wo mera best friend hai. Wo aksar hamare ghar ata rehta hai. 1 din usne muje kha yaar sonu mai tujhe kafi time se 1 baat kehna chahta hu magar darta hu kahin tu naraj na ho jaye. Maine kha nahi yaar bolo kya baat hai mai tumhara dost hu bolo kya bolna chahte ho. Wo bola yaar wada karo kit um naraj nahi hoge. Maine kha yaar bolo bhi kya baat hai.Wo bola yaar mujhe tumhari mom achi lagti hai. Mai hasne lga. ..changes are....fuck...commencing...mammaries are growing...finding it hard...hard to think now..brain rewiring from flow ofestrogen...Oh god"My petite hands rubbing the cones of flesh, feeling them press into mypalms, as the tissue with in fills out, as if two balloons are fillingwith air. I feel the weight of the flesh, the tightness of the skin, asthey expand, the cones round and lush, the flesh overwhelming my petitehands. I feel the jiggle of them, how high they sit on my chest, not. Purely an erotic fantasy. Hello friends, hope you are all well and enjoying your life. Myself, little fat guy with somewhat good look, good dressing sense but little attractive. Without wasting time and spoiling your mood lets start the story. This is story of my being lucky to have fun with sexy married colleague. About my married colleague, she is 35 but looks 25 and have awesome figure of 30-32-30 for which many men would die for. Many of them tried there luck but none of them were lucky..