He looks at me a moment and opens his mouth to answer. He stammers for amoment and places his hand against the wall for balance. I make eyecontact."It...s ok," I tell him. "Really. It's really ok."I reach out to him. He takes my hand. I pull him to the bed. He sits nextto me, looking across the room."Yeah," he finally admits. "I think I'm gay."He's welling up now. I hold him. I don't know what else to do."Are you gay?" he asks quietly."I like girls," I answer quickly."Oh," he recoils, hurt. "I'm. . Let me see the face of the man who really had me before he incarnates my death. Please." And she waited for my response while silence installed. It was unexpected. Completely.I felt a tingle deep inside of me. As if the empathy I had killed inside me to become what I was screamed from the afterlife. Then I gave in.I untied the black cloth that formed my mask, first the bottom, then the top. Then Moraine could see the face of a thirty-year-old man, absolutely pale, with pitch black straight. A few minutes later, Moira came out of the bathroom. Now she was wearing a sexy black corset, sheer stockings and stilettos…Her tits looked perfectly round and firm, with her nipples very hardened.She slowly leaned over a chair in the corner of the room and picked up a black silk scarf. Then my boner came back again to attention and she smiled with an evil grin in her eyes when she noticed my own arousal…She lay down on the bed and spread wide her long legs, to show me her glistening wet shaven. It was tight at first since his dick head husband never bothered to fuck her good.Ankita: Aaah… dheere…She grabbed my back as I thrust my dick slowly. I then picked up the pace. Her payals were jingling with every thrust I made.Ankita: Chod mujhe, mera pati to chutiya hai. Sid tu chod meri is pyasi chut ko.Me: Haa Ankita, teri chut tight ho gayi hai. Aaj dheeli kar doonga.Ankita: Aaah aah uff..Then the horny milf landlady took the lead and we changed to cowgirl position. She was pushing herself.