She married my step dad when I was 7, but he’s pretty white.’ She laughed softly. ‘I still love him a lot, even if he can’t tan for shit.’ B...th girls laughed, but there was something tangible in the air, a sexual tension building like a storm between them. Lesli savored the feeling, much like one of the great jungle cats from her father’s home, she enjoyed the hunt, every tease and nuance pushing her to the sexual limits, driving her to that moment of attack, and then the glorious afterglow. .. "You look very nice. Your hair and makeup arealmost flawless, your...shape is one many women would be proud of, andyou seem to be comfortable enough in the role of a girl to go out, sowhy not tell me what's going on?"I matched her gaze, and knew that there was no escaping her question. Ihad to tell her, so I began. "When I went out as Cinderella, when I was11, remember? That's when it started. Something inside of me told methat dressing as a girl, being a girl, was what was missing.. Kuch derbaad dard kam ho gaya. Ab lunnd aasanise ja raha tha. Samir pl. Jara vasline lagao na. Samir ne lunnd phirse vasline lagaya our meri gaand mebhi. Kou saab ab dalu kya? Samirne pucha. Ha lekin jara dire dal na. Samirne lunnd meri gaand par rakha our phir se jorka dhakka mara our pura lunnd gaand me chala gaya. Dekho saab pura lunnd chala gaya. Samir bola. Sale tumne to meri gaand phad di haram jada kahi ka. Mai chillate bola. Samir ne haste haste phirse lunnd in out karne laga. Ab. I did not move as I continued to gush. My mind kept telling me that I needed to get out of the car.As I moved my legs, I had another orgasm and someone tapped on the window. I opened my eyes to see a blond 25 something woman, smiling as my white gym shorts soaked through.Opening the window, she said that I should follow her to her place.She leaned in and said that if I followed her home, she would forget the little dent on her bumper.She smiled again as she reached into the car and pinched my.