So put aside any thoughts about me making myself more attractive to men.Its just not the case.As for being a transvestite, well, the simple fact is th...t I dont get anysexual charge from women's clothes. None. they are just what a womanwears, so that's what I wear.To further that point, its not about the clothes.I wear pants and a shirt most days. Dresses and skirts are saved forspecial occasions - just like most women my age. Yes, there are times whenI want to be more feminine, but I'm a. Her legs were spread. Her hips were near the front of the chair. I could see her wet pussy. It shone in the dim light. As did the drops on her ass. The whip came up and landed on my back. “What are you waiting for? Eat me, slut.” I had little choice. The whip was rolling off of my shoulder and she was lazily swinging it back around and up a gain… and again … and again. It was wrong. It was disgusting. My cock got harder and harder. I lost count of the number of lashes. I watched. I was so aroused checking out her voluptuous figure. I had vivid images of myself fucking the shit out of Angela on this elevator. ‘Sue, you’re a trip.’ Angela giggled. The elevator proceeded to descend, and when we passed the fourth floor, the elevator came to an abrupt halt. I was thinking, No, not now. I hate being stuck on elevators. The women, to my surprise, were not frightened. They were calm with smiles on their faces. It was as if they wanted to be stuck on the elevator with us. ‘I. Maine bataya ki bahot kuch karne ko mann kar raha hai magar ye sab batein batayi nahi jaati kiya jata hai. To unho ne muje bola ki to phir karke batao. Phir maine himmat jutayi aur unke garam rasile lips ko ek kiss kiya tabhi achanak mere dad ki car ka awaz sunai diya, to sejal uth ke dusre sofe par beth aur hum alag ho gaye. Mere mom dad jaldi hi ghar aa gaye the. Phir to sejal mom ke sath baatein karne main busy ho gayi aur hamein hamara kaam adhura chodna pada.Kafi dino tak hamein koi mauka.