He grabbed my dick and just held it in his hand. It felt like nothing i had ever experienced before. I put my hand that was on hiss ass right on his d...ck and did the same. We then leaned in and stated kissing. As we kissed i took his arm and threw him on top of me. We kept kissing until i pulled his briefs off. I sat up with him still on my lap and kissed his neck and went downwards. I sucked his nipples for a while then laid him down and made my way down to his dick. I jerked him off for a bit. He did not object and so, as well as wearing thenightdress during lovemaking to begin with, it soon became his normalnight-time attire.Well, as you might imagine with the lesbian theme dominating, a gradualfeminisation process followed with the husband putting up little or noresistance to this progression.To start with, he removed all his body hair, at his own suggestion.This was just after he started wearing nightdresses, in particular hisnew satin one. He now keeps his body completely hair. They had a really bad image of him, like some rumor had been shared since he came from his country and made everybody think that, inside, he had something weird, something dark. But as I was really misunderstood my whole life, I wasnt able to judge him. For me he was, for a long time, only the man who was always reading a book on the porch of his office on the third floor of the building while I was lunching alone on a bench at the parking lot of the basement. Time or other I saw him looking. .To unki bra or panty ko haath me le ke sungne laga (kya batau yaaro use sung tehi ek nasha sa chad gay). Fir bathroom me hi us kapdo ke sath maine muth maar di. . .Fir waha se mai mami ke kamre me gay of jaha pe mami ke blouse, patocote, nighty rehti hai vaha se mami ke har kapde ko sung ke, mami ko yaad karke muth marta tha. . .Us din maine 20-25 bar muth mari thi. . .Fir wapas sham ko mami ko laane gaya. . .Ghar pe aane ke baad mami khana banane lagi or mai unki beti (jo din bhar apni nani.