Picked up by the police. Humiliated. No, no. Never go out. Never be seen. Thisis private. If he was caught it would mean public ridicule or jail, or b...th.But ... But to feel like a woman. To wander outside where the cool breeze could caresshis shaven legs. Creep up beneath his skirt and kiss the nether land betweenhis legs. Yes. The thrill. The sensations! Could he pull it off? Could he reallypass as a woman? Another look in the mirror. Yes! He could... No, he couldn't. Too many peoplehe would. She left the room and I quickly took my underwear off and stepped into the shower. I let the water run over my head and face and figured I had better hurry before she came back. I lathered up real quick and then heard the shower door open and there she was again, looking straight at my naked ass and she grinned and said that it was ok and that I should think of her like my grand mother or something. That didn't make me feel any better at all honestly, but then she actually walked into the. "Are you ready Leila" I asked uncertainly."Yes Curtis. Do it." I pressed my cock back between her lips. The topside of my cock sliding horizontally back against her tongue. Deeper. She was either going to take it, gag or vomit. I wonder how much. As I looked forwad and saw her eyes watering more I pulled out a bit then slowly back in further. I could feel her tongue now. Abarsive against my foreskin. The back of her throat was seriously moist, tight and warm. I heard her gag. My cock felt like. I don’t know if it was lack of opportunity or it was my reluctance. I was feeling very restless after a fight with my father over some petty issue. I was angry and wanted to vent out. They say that Sex & Alcohol are the two best stress busters in the world. I always made the second choice due to its easier accessibility but this time I wanted to try first.I’ve been to red light area of Mumbai with friends many times but it was my ‘goodie goodie’ heart that stopped me from trying my luck there..