" Thanks Bill" I responded ... continuing to slowly pound my ever gaping hole with now three fingers..."I'm so fucking horny from doing this"...Frank ...hen joined in ... playing along..." I cant tell you how often I've dreamed of this" he said..."seeing you like this, god your legs are so sexy" You naughty so and so" ... I said to Frank, playing along with the charade, I hooked my left leg up on the arm of the chair and began to really pound myself..." Look at her sucking on those two, the lucky. I can now empathise with the challenges that our soldiers face, and my respect for them has touched a new high. Yes, I do manage a trip back now and then, but its not quite the same thing. The other thing that had been bothering me for some time now was the lack of physical intimacy. Like most married Indian men, I confess I do not have a roaring, rocking sex life on account of the usual reasons – a kid, poor fitness, stress. But this posting and consequent separation has made matters. Over the next few weeks I found myself feeling more and more feminine. Iwould lounge around the house the early part of the morning, afterTrevor left for work, wearing nothing but the (what was it called?), theteddy and panties. By this time I had also bought some thigh highstockings to show off my legs further for Trevor. My hair had grown outas well and Trevor kept promising me an appointment at a beauty salon.Every time I mentioned this to him, he would look at me and ask if I wassure I. Your already bigger then your Father was and you still have more growing to do. You're going to make some woman very happy." I opened my eyes just as my Mother came towards my cock with her mouth open and I then felt her hot lips close over the head of my cock. She let it slide further into her moist, warm mouth till I saw she nearly had all my cock in her and felt it touching the back of her throat. She held me there, just lightly moving her tongue over the hard shaft. Fuck, my Mum was sucking.