We used to meet and go to a hotel once a week, I used to tell my hubby that I had business and needed to stay at the complex as it would be too late t... travel home. We had it all worked out, he would drive and I would get a cab, and we would check in under a married name.I got to the hotel one night a little later than usual, and he was there, waiting for me, asking why I was so late. I told him it didn't matter, I just wanted to get up to the room and fuck him senseless. He smiled and agreed,. ”Mom: “I will get rid of the saree later.”I told Mom “Mom remove it. Else when you get sick, you will suffer “.Mom: “Ok I will go to the room and remove it “I stopped Mom. You remove the saree here itself. I will bring a new saree for u to wear”Mom hesitated and looked at Ravi.I continued “Mom come on. We are still your kids. I am your son and you know Ravi from a long time. You have seen him since he was a kid. He is also like your son and he treats you like his mom. We don’t want you to be. " Another thought occurred to Carlos. "Why mine?" he asked. "What's wrong with your own?" As a transsexual, Jennifer thought that maybe her system contained too much estrogen. Maybe the hormone had affected her sperm. She'd prefer to have Carlos' semen under her microscope. If his sperm were anything like his cock and balls, the microscopic sex cells would be virile, indeed. "Nothing," she answered him. "I just like yours better." Carlos shook his head. There was no reasoning with women, he. I arrived at his house and knocked on the door. His Mam answered."Is Steve in?" I asked. "Oh hello Steven. No sorry he's away for the weekend with his Dad I'm afraid" "Oh Ok Bye". To my surprise she said "No don't go, I'm glad you've called as you can give me a hand with something, Come in".Mrs Wilkinson was a very sexy looking lady, about 5ft tall, slim, short bobbed dark hair, and shapely firm legs, and as my hormonal changes had been completed I was no longer a prepubescent young boy, though.