Fir mene usse apne upr lita liya ab mera lund uske muh me or uski choot mere muh me thi hm dono ek dusre ki chusai jm k kr rahe the or kuch der bad us...a pani nikl k mere muh me utar gya. Ab wo sidha let gyi or boli chl apni bhabhi ko khush krde or banza mera secret gigelo. Me bola gigelo wo boli love banza yar. Me uth kr uske pair k bich baith gya or lund ko uski choot pe ragd ne lga wo boliKya kr rahe ho daalo. Me bola ek shart pe wo boli kya bolo? Me bola aap btao kya aapke pati apki choot. It's too bad that in our society, you, as a male, have to resort to impersonating the opposite sex to behave the way you would like. As a man, you'd be considered a sissy, or as they say now, a "sensitive" or "new age" man. But, as a woman, of course, you fit right in. If you enjoy that, I say go for it! You do a great job. I can see you've had a lot of practice and obviously do enjoy it. I'm not at all offended. I think it makes you a better person, more sensitive to a woman's needs,. .. she was wet and needed attention. “Oh HELL NO!” she yelled.... Jodi jumped out of bed and told me to “cum on!”We got to Eric's door and she knocked lightly while opening the door slowly. Eric was in bed... no t-shirt on... sheets pulled to his waist watching TV. When we walked in he pulled the covers up to his chest and looked a bit embarrassed. I stood on one side of the bed while Jodi sat on the edge. Jodi has a quality in her voice that I know only so well.... when she uses that. Discretion was obviously important to him so when I was visiting my school friend, Mr Webster would slip me a little note with a place and time to meet and I would confirm with a nod or a wink if it suited. Typically that would be a quiet corner of town and I would keep low in the passenger seat until he had driven well out of town, then he would find a lonely layby or forest carpark and I would change into one of his preferred outfits. His favourite was my schoolgirl outfit, black pleated.