To woh bhi shant na baithe aur lagataar 5 se 6 zor ki thappado ki barish karte hue meri gand laal kar dale.Papa: Ab bol, karogi dubara?Main: Yes, dadd...! Karungi.Mere muh se “Yes, daddy,” sunn shayad woh aur uttejit ho utthe. Aur dubara usi lahrate jagah par 3-4 thapad maar baithe. Fir meri panty ko pakad meri tango se kheech nikale aur bole: Tumhe sachme sudharne ki zarurat hai, kafi bigad gayi ho.Main unhe apni nangi gand hilakar dikhati hui boli: Haan, aur bigdungi agar aap sudhare nahi. A red thong draws my attentionimmediately, I hold it up to get a better look at the panties. I slowlyslide the red thong up my legs, it feels very comfortable against mypussy but there is no way I will be able to tolerate this string slidingup my ass all day at work."How do women wear these things?" I say to myself as I slide the thongthan the red thong I just tried on. I slide the panties updown my legs.If I am going to make it through work today, I will need something alittle more. She gasped as I slipped a finger inside her, twirling it around and pushing it deep. I found her spot and began to rub gently. She pushed herself against me. After a minute, she pulled herself back from her pleasure. She withdrew my finger and licked it, then guided it to me. She wanted me to lick my finger after fingering her with it, a non-verbal command to which I happily complied, She then pushed her finger into her wet pussy and withdrew it. I saw is shine with her wetness as she moved her. I don't consider myself queer or even bi-curious. The thought of all out sex with a man doesn't interest me at all. I have had my cock sucked at the local porn shop, but I never gave back.Anyway back to the main story. My first encounter with a shemale got me hooked. My next chance was about sex months latter. The rest of the family went out of town, so I was home alone for the weekend. I called my shemale heart throb for an appointment, but she was out of town for the weekend. Finding an adult.