He slid further down in the bed, getting more comfortable as she moved with him, now bobbing her head up and down over his thrusting erection.“Oh my...God,” he said as he lay back and threw his arm over his eyes, surrendering to the amazing sensations her mouth was bringing him. She was the perfect cocksucker, knowing just when to lick, and when to suck, not too hard, not too soft—she was like the baby bear in the children’s story—just right. She kept bobbing up and down, sucking his cock. Well what a sight . She was late 50s, very tall , short grey hair , and the first thing I noticed was her ass was huge because she leaned over to drop a box just inside the door . Her skirt was tight as and I could make out the lace knickers she was wearing Intros were good , didnt make a fool of myself said see ya later As time went by her husband n I did some drinking together on his veranda His wife was never around so I asked what she does Ha ,, he says shes a nurse working all these crazy. When puberty started I equateddressing with submissiveness and humiliation, but also was very eroticand I masturbated a lot when dressed. I tried to stop many times butalways came back to it. More about that later if you are interested.After College, I decided I had to stop dressing and did for over a year.I thought I had it beat and was no longer a crossdresser. I had a goodjob, was very confident as a man and met a wonderful woman. She was acouple of years older and certainly had more. I couldn’t think straight.One side Prabhu was going at it non-stop. On the other side, I have to make sure not to give hits to Ani that I’m getting ravaged by his brother-in-law.I finally decided to go with the flow and said, “No, that’s okay. What’s up, Ani?”“Well, lockdown is almost done. My dad and mom are planning to visit Bangalore for a family friend’s wedding. They asked me to ask you if you guys are okay if we stayed over at your place for a night,” said Ani as he explained without any.