And then we come back to the hotel and I innocently suggest a nightcap. And then…. I take a deep breath and begin to relive the evening in slow moti...n. I am very aware of being naked now. My nipples once again are betraying me. And I fear that the wet spot in the sheet will only become larger. My husband doesn’t help matters as he encourages me to do what may now come naturally. He wants me to pleasure my self. He wants me to masturbate while talking to him on the phone! The shocker for me is. She took out a bestseller and started to read. I must tell you about her.she was about 24 years old, beautiful, tall, slim, very fair with long hair tastefully done up in a bun behind her head. She wore a sky blue chiffon sari with matching blouse, matching bindi and sandals. Her sari was wrapped tightly round her body showing all her curves to their best advantage, the pallu (the upper end of the sari) was pulled tightly across her firm boobs. Her boobs were not very large but the right size. With much more freedom and privacy I began to play more and more on my webcam. I even began buying toys and girls clothes online. I can’t pinpoint the exact day that I decided I wanted to be a girl, or at least be treated like a girl. But gradually, with the help of sissy hypnosis videos, I had transformed from a girl loving teenager, to a cock craving webcam whore. I would watch in envy as beautiful, slim girls would handle big black cocks the size of their forearms, how they would gracefully. Fazia – My parents will not allow night out.Sushant – Come on, you’re a grown up now. Make some excuse. Tell them you will be at your friend’s place doing your assignments.Fazia thought for a moment and said –Fazia – Ok, I can do that. But it will only be this one time.Sushant – I can’t guarantee that. Let’s first see how good you are in bed.Fazia smiled and said –Fazia – Oh boy, you have no idea how happy I can make you.Sushant – That’s what I want.Saying this, Sushant kissed her.