Finally she looked at me and then asked the following question: "do you know what the worst part of going through a divorce is?"I just shook my head n...."I haven't had sex in almost six months!" She saidI about fell over!"I don't need a boyfriend I need a hard cock!"I just stood there with my mouth opened.She looked me over with a sexy smile. "So how about you making love to me? I think you will have good time and we can do anything you like."I just stood there like I was frozen."Would you like. When it came to my turn I just let loose (I could feel that the relationship was in trouble and figured, why the hell not go for it??). I told her the truth (being high makes you braver): that I had always wondered what it was like be a woman and to get fucked by a big cock. She said that she’d be happy to go there with me, and we acquired a harness and a nice sized black cock – and a much bigger monster black cock.Now, we were the same size and so all her clothes and shoes fit me, so, on. Yeh story bilkul sachi hay. Mera Aik jokay defence may rehta hay. Meri us ki dosti 5 sal pehlay hi hoi thi kissi aur dost ki waja say. Actually wo meray dost ka dost tha aur mera bhi acha dost bun gia.May na computer hardware maintenance ka course bhi kia hay aur may installation bhi janta tha. Aik din meray dost jis ka nam Shahid tha call ki aur kaha us ka gher ka computer nahi chal raha. May aker dekh loun. May na us sa kaha ka ma dosray din 10:00 a.m. Tuk ajaoun ga. May bhol gia aur us kay. And there are so many! Morgen gave me over a dozen pairs of panties thatevening, and all are each is special in some way or another.Some are special for just being ordinary. Ordinary cotton panties thatany housewife might wear. I would look at the cotton gusset of thepanties and imagine a woman wearing them and being thankful that they arecotton, comfortable and absorbent.All of the panties them are clearly pre-worn. There are no new pairsinside of still in their plastic packages or anything.