Iska ras bhi pee. Tere paas jo hunar hai vo mujhe bhi dikha aaj jaisa main kahu waisa kar. Chal ab kamre me chal teri ye gori gori moti gaand maarni h...i. Tujhe apni kutiya banaunga saali mai..Ye sunkr mummy thoda dar gai pr unko bhi 1 week se koi lund nhi mila thaToh vo bhi kamre ki taraf chal di mai bahar hi khada tha mom bahar nikli aur apne kamre me chali gyin vopiche se apna lund apni jeans se bahar nikalkr kitchen se bahar aaya aur mujhse kaha chal choos kr gila kr phir se ise aur mai. Our breathing subsided as I broached the subject of his panties.“You do look pretty in panties” I said “Also I now see that your trousers are women’s and even your shirt is a blouse seeing the way the buttons are – do you always wear women’s clothes?“Most of the time” he replied “ I think I should have been a women but I am a man and wearing pretty things makes me feel feminine. Do you mind very much?”“No not at all – I don’t like hairy men and you have none which turns me on”“Oh I am glad. One stood in the centre of the foyer with her back to Karl whilst the other positioned herself by the entrance to the stairwell, following the progress of her colleagues.Taking a deep breath, Karl unsheathed the knife and rushed the nearest of the Infiltrators, plunging the blade into the side of her neck. Hot blood showered him and the woman gasped as she collapsed to the floor. The sickening cry attracted the second Infiltrator's attention but Karl had already extracted the knife and was. I stopped right above the knees to look at her face. Her head was back but she looked down when I stopped and said.“What are you doing?”“Enjoying the view.”“Don’t stop. Please.”How could I refuse? So back to work. It wasn’t really work: I was loving this shit. I held her legs with my hands from behind as I kissed and licked.I made it all the way to the gateway of her pussy where I stopped once again to look at her face and waited for her just to see her pretty face again. Once again she looked.