I remember having anold dress of my sisters that was in the dress up box. I wore it any chanceI got, and even then, I knew that I was a girl and I als... knew this wassomehow wrong. This was reinforced when the dress was suddenlyunavailable.I secretly borrowed clothes from my sister for the next 14-16 years, thesewere worn as often as possible, often under my regular boy clothes. I knewI should not feel bad about my desire to be a girl, this wasn't a choiceor something I had asked for, it was. Little by little she gained upon its unforgiving girth. Her thighs trembled and shook as she crept up to the half way point of the huge bulb, the thickest part of the knot. With determination she plowed forward, the pressure building within her loins as her gaping pussy still stretched to an insane width to accommodate the knot. She was almost there ... so close ... so much pressure ... so deep... With a final push, Ann cried as the huge ball slowly disappeared within her over-stretched pussy.. “Well, I was hesitant at first,” she began, “but I felt that it was only fair that I reciprocate. Susan was insistent that it wasn’t necessary, but I felt that I needed to at least try.“It was awkward at first, despite what I said about women “just knowing.” I think I was just nervous, that being my first time with a woman, but Susan was patient with me, guided me until I found myself getting into it. I was a little surprised at the taste. I’ve tasted myself after masturbating, of course, and. Uske boobs mere hath me the me to pagalo ki tarah unko dabane laga uspr suroor chane laga tha usne apni t-shirt utar di.Uske rasile aam mere samne the.Me unpr toot pada ek hath se daba raha tha aur ek ko choos raha tha bari bari.5 min k bad maine apna hath uske niche fera wo sihar uthi aur mera hath pakad liya.Maine apne kapde utare aur uske bedroom me chale gye.Me pura nude tha aur wo mere lund ko ghoor rahi thi maine use kaha ki isko chuso par usne mana kiya to maine use leta diya aur uski.