Usne kaha – Jara pura Lagao aur jara theek se andar tak lagao.Aur wo apni panty utar kar let gayi, aur boli – Tum naye ho? Aao apna shirt kholkar ...ant utar do.Boli – sharmao nahin !!Aur usne mera underwear tak utar diya aur boli – Sharm mat karo.Aur phir usne mera khada land chusna suru kar diya . Main apne aape se bahar ho gaya, Main bhi usko chumne laga, Uske boobs chusne laga, aur apna haanth uski choot me daal diya, aur ungli karne laga, Uski choot gili ho gayi thi, Phir main uski choot par. How he Loved and cherished it when becoming Roberta safely behind his closed and locked bedroom door. How erotic he always found the sight of his now just over 7 inch fully developed cock tighly encased in such soft soothing sexy lace or silk. It was the last full week of school final exams, that Robert wore his three week old pink panties to school under his jock strap. Oh how wick**ly excited her felt that day taking his secret bedroom cross dressing act out in public for the very first time. But he came close to me and held my shoulders gently, pleasantly even, his touch was strangely the****utic, and he let his hands drift to my breasts where they had already been.‘Please stop.’‘I don’t think so,’ he whispered, I can tell you don’t mean that. He moved quickly and flicked down the straps and pulled the cups of my top down so my breasts were totally visible and available to him and he grabbed them immediately.‘What would your wife say?’ was the best I could think of, but I wasn’t. My senses started working. I said I have to go. But she said, “I’m afraid to stay alone and I cannot sleep now”. I said “Ok. What do you do now?” She said just chatting. Anyway, it was 1.30 AM, so I agreed.Meanwhile, in the discussion, she said, ” Have you ever had sex again after our farewell?”. I said, “No, leave it”. Then we started discussing more and more about movies, T.V shows etc. She suddenly leaned on me and looking into my eyes. I felt distracted and I was looking here and there to.