.. I don't know but it was big. At least for me and thicker than I imagined. He dimmed the lights a bit and made himself nude above the top. I glanced...in astonishment seeing his hairy, toned chest even at such an age. He unraveled my saree, my jewels and undid the hooks on my top. His expertise was evident in the way he made my top nude, exposing my tender breasts. I didn't had much time before his lips enclosed mine in a tight kiss. My never ever kissed lips felt it wonderful and new. He kept. Khalid explained that they all have Muslim girlfriends but they meet white girls on the side as they find they are dirtier sexually and they get to do things their girlfriends wouldn’t do. They had never had sex with a transgender person before but they had all been curious. I asked how old they were as they seemed pretty young. All of them were 18 except Naseem who was 19 and with me being in my mid-thirties these guys were much younger than me. Khalid walked back over to the sofa and sat next. But it turned on her back and said u r gud massager please apply on my stomach also. i said aunty “though,ur husband doesnt care for u, i care u a lot. let me feel u satisfied. (i throwed these double meaning words to her) i think now it was clear in between us without expressing each other. now i move further and started applying balm(sliding my hand only) on her navel and tried to push her sari border below navel. she had opened her eyes and by seeing my erection, said “it doesnt seems ur. "They are delightful. I simply love what you've done with her vaginal lips, so open and exposed; just splendid. She's holding her position very well too. Do you have her trained in any other ways?" Oh yeah, definitely," he answered with an air of pride. "Kneel!"Without hesitation I bent my knees and descended until my knees hit the cold cement floor. I could feel the eyes on my diminutive body as I arched my back and thrust out my tits, spreading my toned thighs which in turn forced my fragrant.