Being topfloor we(myself and my parents) are the only occupant.Last year when one of the houses in our top floor was vacant, a newlymarried couple arr...ved to start their new life. They were new to Chennai andhave no one here. The girl name was Manju(name changed). She is such abeauty having a great structure. Any man who sees her will definitely willhave a hard on inside his trousers. Even i use to masturbate thinking ofher.Soon after her marriage she became pregnant and since being alone my. I started to roll with tongue tip around her little clitoris. I squeezed the buttocks up slightly so I got to enjoy the sight of a young hairless pussy. This made me horny, for this I had dreamed of, but never got to experience.Pat bent down and began to suck dick. Fortunately sucked she not so hraftig now, but delicious it was. Wondy began to caress Pat's SMALL strafing tits and heavy kiss her. Pat enjoyed this, and pushed again pussy against my face. I opened her little pussy hole and stuck. As I was lying on the couch, I could hear his car pull into the driveway; making my heart pound. I gulped the rest of the wine as Nathan walked in a moment later and took off his dirty work boots, and then he took a glance towards me. Then a second one because the first time he was surprised. A giggle rose from my throat, because of that. “How was your day baby?” I asked, trying to sound nonchalant. As I spoke this, I myself got distracted because he was just so fucking sexy. He had the most. "Look, while I'm not going to sit here and try to tell you that I'm not going to miss being able to turn myself into a woman every now and again, I don't for one minute regret my decision. The heels were part of my former life, where as, you are my life from here on out. That's to say that while I will miss my sojourns as a nymphed-out narcissist, who loved playing crass games of grab-ass and titty-tweak with his herifed self, I don't need those heels anymore. I've got you, and that's what's.