“Kya re, motu? Already tired?” I giggled as I pulled hard on her right nipple. “Fuck you! I have been waiting for this for months! Gimme more!�... She said, thrusting her thighs against my chest, her crotch against my cock inside it, and reaching over to tug hard on my balls in response to the nipple tweak. I began pumping her with renewed vigour as she squealed from her third orgasm, this one a lot less wetter, but involving a lot more shuddering from Swati. Meanwhile, Asha moaned from her second. With the AC going and the music softly playing, it made for a very pleasant drive.We finally made it back to our condos. As we were getting her kids out of the car, she asked me if I would like to come up to her place to watch a movie and hang out together. “It’s going to be awfully lonely by yourself,” she said. “Once I get the girls down, they’ll be out cold until morning. No sense in you being downstairs alone and me upstairs alone. Besides, if I know my sister and my husband, they’ll stay. The arousal i had, was about to blow up my heart. My dick was rock hard and i started to wank my dick over nylon.The first round, i couldn't last long and blow my juice out. I laid on the floor, and recover qucikly. That day i came at least 6 times. After that, i started to repeat my ritual, every time i was home alone. In time, i started to combine with G-string women underwear, andsome sexy bra whatever i find in the drawers. I started to crossdress without knowing what it means. As i grow. When I got the call… I was fighting with Amelia, my high school sweetie and wife since we graduated from WWU (Western Washington University). It’s incredible how hard it had been for us to be happy after such a long time, our marriage was practically sinking, I was working too hard to raise dad’s business in this state and she was working too much with her paintings, interior décor and our son: our four year old baby, Michael Raphael, we used to call him Mikey (because of Mikey Way from the.