She finally breaks. "I can't wait anymore, fuck it." She says. She undoes her seat belt and dives over the center console, getting on top of me. She k...sses me. I undo my seat belt as well and recline in the passenger seat of the car. The sun had set. It was dark. I take off her sports bra, letting the two toned beauties emerge. B Breasts, perfect about for me. I break our kiss and peck at her ears and neck, giving her nipples playing tugs and twists (she loved that). I make my way, pecking. True, what he was wearing he would not deem a ‘full outfit’ but he reminded himself that he could work up to that. All in good time, he told himself once more. This was just the beginning stage. This was merely the first level of his cross dressing, lingerie fetish. The next few levels included bras, garter belts, suspenders, corsets, even higher heels than the ones he was wearing, wigs and makeup perhaps, and, he hoped a willing male or female partner who embraced his feminine side as much. Or ajit chuso meri choot chuso aaj tal meri chut kisi ne nai chusi hai tum chuslo ji bharker main unki chut chusne laga or mujue bhi bahot maja a raha tha or karib 10 mint bad vo jad gai or main unka sara pani pi gya or fir uhone mera land ka supara niche kiya or muhme lekar use chusne lagi muje bahot maja anne laga kyokimaine 1st time koi mera land chuj raha tha or 15 mint me bhi jar gya or maine boila mami main jarne wala hu to vo boli ki sara pani meri muhme nikaldo maine fir jar gya or vo. I ran a couple of fingers up her pussy feeling all the warm cum still in there and made a comment about this fellow being a heavy cummer as her pussy was really sloppy. She then pushed me back on the bed, moved one leg over me; moved up and lowered her hot pussy to my mouth and told me to drink my cum-cocktail and she would tell me all about how the cum got up there. Her pussy was so hot and slick, just covered with cum, inside and out. I got my lips and tongue working and sucked all I could.