Bolo kya tum meri biwi ko pana chahte ho?”Rajesh: “haan sameer. Main komal ko pehle se bahot pyar karta hoon. Aur aaj bhi uski adao pe marta hoon....Aur agar aap ki ijazat ho to uske sath woh sab karna chahta hoon aaj tak kar nahi paya hoon. Badle me aap mujse jo mango wo mein dunga. ”Sameer: “abhi to mujhe kuch nahi chahiye. Waqt aane par mein mang lunga. Filhal tum meri biwi ko ji bhar ke pyar karo aur use khush karo. Mein yahi hoon tum dono shuru karo. ”Aur itna kehte hi sameer ne mujhe rajesh. . We got to talking online. At this point he had no idea I was a complete sissy, just thought I was his good old buddy.We got talking about girls and how he was becoming bored...Eventually our conversation swung round to sex. He admitted life was not too great for him in that department, he was now binge watching porn to satisfy his inner cravings.Thats when I decided I knew I wanted to bring him round to my way of thinking... I worked slowly first.Dropping hints into his inbox, feeding him. It was not as I had imagined it would be. It was surprisingly spongy, where I had imagined it would be much harder.I didn't end up doing much. I went up and down for a little while and eventually just left. But I had finally done it. I had sucked a cock! And it was OK.Now let's move ahead a few years. I was getting more and more turned on by CD's, TS's and TV's and frequenting the cross-dressing forums and chat rooms. I began building up a collection of lingerie and lipstick, plus a few. I rubbed it on her clit and pussy hole. She guided my cock to enter her hole. I balanced myself on both ends of the bathtub and slowly started stocking. Same time we were having French kiss as well. She started moaning slowly with pleasure. My 7-inch tool was giving her immense pleasure which she never got from her husband. My tool was touching her g-spot area which every girl long for during sex. I slowly started increasing my speed. She placed one of her legs above the side of the bathtub to.