Thankfully, Elisha had met a guy who loved her for being her. Elisha had always imagined herself as being like other women, with a vagina. With a boyf...iend who was masculine. But, at the end of the day, Elisha had a penis, and she wasn't totally opposed to keeping her dick. Provided that she met a guy who genuinely liked it. If she felt that her man could accept her like this, then she could too. And so, Elisha imagined what it would be like, if she started to embrace her dick. To embrace it as. I was continually self conscious and aware that this was the middle of the day and someone must have heard us. Dreading the possibility of being caught continued to hound my thoughts. Getting caught was a death sentence. I think that is what possibly kept me from cumming too soon. I tried to keep as quiet as possibly. Some one was always walking around the grounds. It then occurred to me. It was only a few hours earlier this same day that her sister came to me and sucked my balls dry. This. Gemma took a quick peek of her own and could see that the man was getting excited. There was a sizeable bulge growing in his trousers which made Gemma smile. ‘Excuse me? Would you mind watching my bags while I go to the toilet’ Gemma asked, her sweet, silky voice filling the carriage. Gemma smiled as she forced him to break his stare to look up at her. ‘Absolutely.’ The man said with a heavy breath. Gemma smiled and stepped up and out of the seating section. As she walked past the door, Gemma. What’s inside this ?” She asked pointing towards my gift.“You will know once you open it”She started to open it, but I held her hands.“Open it once to reach Mumbai” I said.“Why ? Let me see na”“No not now” I tried snatching the gift, she was also trying to resist and was holding it hard. I pulled it with all my strength and she just lost her balance and fell over me. Her hairs were all face, my eyes staring into her eyes while her hands hold my shoulder tightly to avoid falling. Her aroma made.