Between my mouth and my hands I seemed to be making him happy, he was shoving my head back and forth anymore. It WAS huge, I'd guess 9-10" and real th...ck! What was really worrisome was, I liked it, a lot, sucking it, feeling it! It was so hard and the smell was beyond intoxicating. It was anonymous, dark, no one knew me, could see me and I was hoping he wouldn't come, not yet anyway, I was enjoying this, every second. He grabbed my hair again and lifted me up, that strength again, very scary!. "How does that feel?" He asked."Good. Don’t stop. Suck it harder."Oh God. The harder he sucked it the better it felt. I was surprised at how good it felt. I knew guys sucked tits and it was like part of sex but I never thought it would feel this good. "Try the other one." I said. "Hold the flashlight." I took the flashlight from him and shone it on my chest so I could watch him sucking my tits. This was SO exciting.I wanted to know if they both felt the same. Oh God, they did. He was squeezing. "Well I guess that's punishment enough," shesaid and then continued. "With a little work though you'd make a prettysissy boy. Yessssss, a very pretty sissy boy. You might even pass for aproper young lady!" she said, the excitement still evident in her voiceas she stood and handed me back my clothes. I quickly took off the shoesand the panties then quickly dressed. I could feel my face now reddenedwith embarrassment at Madge knowing about my little hobby. I then quicklyleft the bedroom for the. Razzaq lifted mom in his arms and kissed her passionately just like in Bollywood movies. Meanwhile Shameer became interested in playing with Smitha aunty. He took her bra out and tossed her onto the bed. He wasted no time in taking out her panties. Smitha aunty pleaded Shameer not to fuck her.“Ab tumhe dikhaunga asli maza kab aatha hai,” Shameer said putting his tongue into her shaved pussy.Mom was relieved that her sister was not being fucked. Razzaq had now put her down on the floor. Ramu.