Do you like to wear such outfits? Do you really like it?”“…Yes…”“What Jack, I could not hear you!”“Yes, I like it.” It was barely au...ible but it was loud enough to hear.“That’s perfect Jack… from now on you will dress as a woman whenever I am around. But “Jack” is not a fitting name for such a beautiful and sexy woman. From now on I will call you Melissa. Do you understand that Melissa?"“But I don’t want that… I want to wear my outfits when I am alone. And I don’t want to be called. Teresa reached up with both hands, and began to stroke his cock. He reached, and restrained both her hands out and away where she could not touch him. He slowly began to dip his ever growing cock into my wife's mouth and down her throat. As his cock grew larger, you could see that she began to gag more and more as he forced his cock down my wife's throat. He would pull out long enough to allow her to breathe and keep her from vomiting everywhere. When she would start to say anything, he jammed. She slowly removed her saree when the doorbell rang.Pooja said she would open the door and went out adjusting her saree. It was my mom and Bhavna who had returned. Bhavna came into my room without saying anything and locked the door. She said to me that as she had said she will now fuck me. She was wearing a sexy red saree. She removed it slowly and also removed my clothes. She started kissing me. We sat on the bed and I said her what we had done that day. Bhavna got anxious as she too wanted. .oh..." She responded as she felt my tongue lovingly painting her sensitive little pussyhole and, just above, her forbidden little asshole! Then, I suddenly felt Claire sort of relax and lower her chest to the mattress. Even more of her lewdly exposed rear was now available to me and I took full advantage! I swiped my tongue all over the smooth pink baby flesh right next to her desire swollen pussy lips and teased her clitorits with the tip of my tongue.Then, finally, and knowing it was.