Maine awaj lagayi babu kya kar rahe ho to bola ki aa raha hu. Fir usne darwaja khola to dekha ki Towel lappet kar ander aa raha hai to maine pucha ki ...ya hua to kuch nahi bola. Maine puch are you ok fir usne kuch nahi bola. Wo kafi dar chukka tha. Mai to yahi chahti hi thi. Mai uthi aur use gale laga kar puchha ki kuchh hua hai kya. Maine force kiya to bola ki paint ganda ho gaya. Maine kaha ki chalo bed par…koi bat nahi..mujhe mahsus hua ki wo bhi mujhe jor se bheench kar chipka hua hai.. Stone. She was a middle agedwoman with slightly graying hair, brown eyes, and a kind warm smile.That first session, we just talked, not about anything in particular,just chatted so she had a chance get to know me.At least that was what I thought we were doing. As the sessionprogressed, she started to ask me some rather personal questions. Thingslike what I thought about the latest fashions, how I felt about boys andgirls, and so on. Then came the real big question, was I wearing anyfeminine. He came behind me and landed one of his palms onto my pussy with my flow still on without hesitation. I was peeing on his hands. He then took that hand and started circling my lips.At this point, I had completely given into him. He slowly pushed his fingers into my mouth, and I started licking them. Niyam then slowly walked in front of me lifted my top. He circled his cock around my belly button.Meanwhile, I could feel Hukum’s dick stiffening up, poking against my ass cheeks. I held Niyam’s. We then each turned and walked towards our doors. His keys opened and shut the door behind him about as fast as I managed to get inside my friend’s apartment. I took my jacket off and placed on the hanger, then my shoes pushing them out of the way, stopping in front of a long mirror. I then saw my face totally flustered, my eyes more intense than ever and a smile that had been missing from my face for far too long. “He’s a primal man and I must be hooked” – I said out loud, as I reached to.