Uske garam garam hath main mere lode ko bahut aram mil raha tha .main khada hua aur apne saare kapde utar die aur uske bhi main kursi par baith gya au...r us se kaha ki mere lode ko sehla vo bhi garam ho chuki thi aur chup bhi ho gayi thi shayad use samjh aa gya tha ki main aaj use nahi jaane dunga.thodi der main uske uper let gya aur uske dono taango ko hwa main utha kar uski chut ko sehla raha tha,10 min sehlaate sehlaate usne paani chod dia aur takiye ko pakad lia ,mene apna lode ko uski chut. After only a day we decided we would meet up so he could get his hands on my cock. He texted me his address and told me when he would be ready. It was late at night, dark by the time I headed over. I parked my car across the street from his house and walked over to his door. Nervous of course, but too horny to even think twice at this point. After a few seconds the door knob turned and the door opened. There stood a tall slender guy looking back at me telling me to go inside. I got in there as. I want one ofthem to hold me down and try to split me in two. I felt an internalecho, as if my body was calling out to be filled, a deep void growingand growing, screaming to a past experience to educate my current self.I looked at both of them but still they made no move. I couldn't wait.I jumped at Pat, pushing him onto the couch and grabbed his face with myhands and started kissing him. His hands felt my back holding me, hisgrasp encasing me. My knees found the couch and as we kissed,. " "Oh, that's fine," Reggie said, "I'm not gay, but I've had gay friendsgrowing up in San Francisco. It's not a problem for me." "OK, but there's one other thing you should know," Marcus continued gladto see that Reggie didn't make a big deal about what he had just toldhim, "I also cross-dress. Sometimes I perform drag, but mostly I justenjoying dressing as a girl." "That's fine," Reggie said, "like I said before, I'm not here to judgeanyone. Actually, now that I think about it I can imagine.