” My balls ached, my cock head swelled and throbbed as this woman brought me to the edge at least three times and then stopped as if she had a sense...that I would explode. At this moment it didn’t matter who was sucking my cock, I just knew I wanted to blow a load and feel the exhilaration of a mind blowing orgasm.I felt her grip the base of my cock, clamping off any release, then her head bobbed quickly and her tongue wrapped around the tip of my cock and at the second my prostate contracted. .Fuck me….Under daal do…chod do shone muje…faad daalo meri pussy ko….But I was busy in licking her pussy…just above her pussy I touched her…friends just above the pussy, girls have very sensitive part.. If u touch it by finger or lick there…girls go mad. So touched her on this part….She crossed her legs over my neck….She pressed my head there….She was saying….Hhhaaaa …… yrrrr …… rahul plzzz babu…or jor se…lick it…….Kha jao isse yr…….Bhut presan kr rhi hai….Then I said her to suck my dick…she. The worst part washaving to look at my reflection in the mirror as she was transformingme, I felt like I was slowly being destroyed. She applied the fullmakeup, red lipstick, and then the blue eye shadow on my eyelids.A strange fully feminine appearance was looking back at me in themirror. I felt like the Earth was crumbling underneath me, this wasn'tNate...it was...oh dear God no, I remembered Pete's cruel name for me,this was...Natalie. My Stepmother fixed my dyed blonde hair into an updoand. She saw me staring, and hurriedly pulled the skirt back down over her knees, shooting me a look of utter contempt. I felt as if I had been caught trying to peer up the late Queen Mum's kilt."There is a one bedroom flat on the second floor, if you would like to view," she said, in a soft, mellifluous voice, not quite what I expected given her rather frosty appearance."Shall I get the key for the two bedroomed apartment on the third floor as well?" Mr. Burlington said."No need, Mister Burlington,.