She leaned over and gave him a hot wet kiss on the mouth, rubbing her spiking pink nipples against his arm. Then she cooed, "I won't put them on till ...e're near my house. I kind of like the miniskirt you made me."Looking down at herself, she giggled and purred, "I never dreamed I'd see this day! I like my ass and pussy to be free like this! I've always liked my furry little cunt, but now I love it! And I love you to love it!"She was so happy about her new sex life that she leaned over and. The combo of black spaghetti and thick white cum, damn! It was my dream and Archana had done it for me.Now we switched our positions. Archana was ready to enjoy and I was ready to give her pleasure of sex. Then I went for removing her top, but she denied it as this was the train.Then I stretched her top lower and got two melons under my control. I left my hands to enjoy them for a couple of minutes and switched on to mouth. In the meantime, she was moaning and enjoying. Her hand was on my head,. To be fair, I may not be everything she thought I would be, but our life together has turned into a platonic room mate sort of thing, and now that our three kids are in college I have more spare time to devote to my hobby and my wife has time for her soaps and reality shows.Before I got married I lived with a relative in a different state for over a year, and that turned out to be a great opportunity for my fetishistic life. She was a large older woman and thus had a variety of girdles and. Then I’ll figure out how I feel about girls.” It wasn’t untrue, but I felt that I stood a better chance of picking asexual rather than gay or bisexual. It wasn’t a stigma I attached to those labels, but I felt the same way about cocks that I thought gay guys must feel about pussies: a little grossed out by the thought of kissing one.“Man that sucks!” she said, hugging me tighter.“I know. Believe me, I know. I just don’t know that I can trust a girl to be with her that way. I may just give up.