A foot out of the closet. Through the stretched out fabric on the tights, you could just barely see my pink colored toe-nails. No one close to me knew... of my secret love of anything womanly. Like so many before me, I was in the closet, afraid to show my true self to others. However, just like Jen, I shared a love for women’s clothing. Just like Jen, I played the girl when having a choice playing games. Just like Jen, the desire was there at a young age. Just like Jen, countless buy and purge. The girl nodded, biting her lip again, this time her face was only lust. She exited the water towards the flat rock. She had a wide pelvis, and round, nearly hemispheric buttocks oscillated as she walked. She sat on the flat rock. I could not believe it and looked at Nana again.-Go stud, show her.I approached, with what must have looked like caution to her. Just like Nana had done, she grabbed my penis and put her lips around it. She gave me what felt like sloppy, perhaps excessively spirited. I was getting desperate to meet the man of my dreams. And now I could hear the voice of footsteps nearing me. There they were, the whole contingent of 15 strongly built sexy men in blues. Although, almost everyone in the squad is worth the try, I was especially glad to see Sachin Tendulkar- drenched in his own sweet sweat. The whole team started entering the room. Everybody noticed me as I was standing very near to the door, but took me to be as the newly appointed cleaner of the dressing room.. He started to lick me since he understood what I’m instructing him to do. He then carries me to his bed and start to smell my outer layer of panties. I then stopped him by holding his hair.Son: why mommy? You don’t like your own son smelling your aromatic pussy?Me: It’s not that young man! Carry me to my bed and fuck my fucking wet cunt there.Son: what’s wrong with this bed mom?Me: I want my son to fuck my brains off where his dad uses to fuck me once upon a time.Son: sure momma! I will take.