Later, I was fortunate enough to encounter a group ofCD/TV/TG who met once a month, and once I forced myself to walk throughthat door the first time e... femme, my confidence grew. It grew evenmore during those times when some of them brought their supportivewives and girlfriends along. It allowed me to talk to them and learnhow a woman talks with another woman, and soon, the wives there treatedme like they would do other woman. I don't know if you've ever had theopportunity, but talking about. “I’m Lucy. And you’re…”“Annabelle.” I never asked her what she was doing there, or who she was with at the club. I had come with a few friends, but as soon as I started talking to Lucy they faded into the background along with the rest of the club. I was transfixed by her. Her skin was milky white but her hair was a glossy black and flowed past her shoulders. She had high and sharp cheekbones, red lipstick and fingernails painted jet-black. Her cheeks were adorned with rouge. I was bewitched by. "Fuck me, Darren, fuck my little cunt!"It didn't take me long to cum with her screaming out his name, fantasizing that she was getting taken from behind by a guy I know she longed to screw. I still didn't know how much was talk and how much she really wanted it. During foreplay and sex, she was into it, but any other time, when I said I could find us another guy, she demurred. It just seemed like a fantasy to her.Then, one night, we got a visit from our friend Scott, who'd been overseas for a. Arun handed Rajesh his silver iPhone and posed next to the sleeping beauty. A few flashes later, Arun wanted to take more pictures of his lips next to her light brown nipples which were erected by the winds which were getting colder by the minute.They kept their phones aside after their photo session and started to lick the tip of her nipples. They could not control their urge. Arun was running his erect cock over his formal trousers and Rajesh had lifted his ‘mundu’ and was rubbing his hands.