Really, the whole night crying. Hours and hours of crying. I hadn't cried like this since I'd found out my wife cheated on me. But it was a cathartic ...vening.Sunday I started looking for a new dream. Something to build my life around. I toyed with the idea of quitting my job and starting a new company. Maybe I'd become a hermit and try to invent the latest wonder gizmo. Should I get into politics? (Uh, no.) Take up activism? (Double no.) Become a professional golfer? Join the Peace Corps.? Just. Have you already reached? Yes mami i am already here ok great, i will be there in no time. Bye OK mami. After 2-3 minutes a black i-10 stopped in front of me. There was my mami, dressed elegantly in a green salwar kameez. To describe her well she is just gorgeous. She has 36, 30, 34 with a fair skin tone and height of 5’6. She is really very beautiful. Her age is 41 but looks not more than 30. At that time i have never had feelings for her (of that kind). I always looked up to her as an. I was sure I once even regretted my sex change. When I finally heard my voice saying "fifty" he stopped. I was sent to kneel in the corner while he went somewhere to get something.I was brave enough to try and turn to look at my bottom. It was terrible and I even saw a few drops of blood. Even though blood doesn't turn me on I realized my cock is getting an erection. I blamed it on the spanking and caning that always turned me on, but still the greatest effect was the corner time. I was afraid. Her muscles felt like jello and she was very quiet.When I moved up to her belly, she said "Is it always the feeling that you are the most important, beautiful woman in the world and you are floating on a cloud?" I am sure there are bad kissers and bad lovers out there but I learned well and I was good from the beginning, but a good kiss stems from caring. My first encounter was with a great sex partner who had always been a lesbian. She had lots of partners over the years, but swore that our.