" So am I." He laughs. He flinches as Henrietta finds a sensitive spot. " I have liked Henry ever since I first delivered to him. I always wanted to d... this with him but I never realised that he liked dressing as a woman and meeting other men that liked to do it as well. That is amazing." His back suddenly arches. "Oh God! I am going to cum." I slide down onto the floor beside Henrietta. She has taken his cock out of her mouth and is wanking it hard. George grunts and then cries out as his cum. I pretended to be looking at my newspaper, but instead gazed intently at her long legs, shiny with glimmers of perspiration. The sight aroused feelings of lust. I thought about rubbing my hands up and down her tight, muscular calves. She was watching the route the bus was taking and twisting her brown hair with her finger. Just when I thought I was not going to be able to handle the lust that was overwhelming me, Rupa stood up holding the metal pole. The bus was nearing the stop that she meant. . My mother is a tall extremely fair Rajput woman.. Its a Royal trait.. All rajput women’s are beautiful.. My mother was no exception..In fact she proved it more than ever.. As she was married only at the tender age of 20, and my dad couldn’t wait to fill her void.. I was born the very next year at the age of 21.. Though being 40 no one could tell from her looks.. She looked 6-8 year’s younger.. Her firm breasts which by the size of it looked like a 32 B, that waist of 30, and that huge ass of. And the simultaneous yell."John Joseph Heyward, this is the police! Come out with your hands up, you are surrounded!"I had to suppress a laugh; of course I was surrounded, I'd set it up that way.But I was no longer John Joseph Heyward, I was Jackson Edward Carstairs, and it was as Carstairs that I answered the knock, throwing open the door.A smallish middle-aged man stood outside, dressed in a suit that my newly acquired fashion sense told me was probably from a discount house. Uniformed police.