Out of curosity I continued to look at her seeing her in her nudity.It surprised me to see that her pipi was neither like me nor like chachaji’s. Af...ter putting on the shirt she picked me up and we came to the cot and covered ourselves with chachaji’s quilt. When we became comfortable, I asked amma , “what happened to your pipi”. She didn’t understand. I asked her to show me her pipi and she became angry and tried to put me to sleep by giving me her nipple to suck. As we were both almost naked. Silence, thick and heavy as the throng looked as us. It was a full ten seconds before somebody shouted Carl? You fucking tranny, look at you! As soon as one recognized him the rest of the room joined in laughing and hooting at my cross-dressed brother. He was an instant hit and wasnt shy about flaunting his pretty face while telling his buddies that I had done that to him. There were jokes and comments about him sneaking up stairs and showing his friends just how friendly he might be. I knew. ”“Yes.”“Well, he asked how the two of you compare, and, well, I told him you were smaller. A lot smaller.”“I’m not sure that’s the kind of thing you should be telling your boss.”“He was licking me at the time. You know how I am when I get going.”“LICKING YOU?”“Well, yes. He wanted to fuck me, and I told him I needed to get permission from you, like we agreed, and he said, "Do you need to get permission to get licked?" I said, "No," so he started to lick me, and then between licks he asked how. “FUCK…” I groaned as spurt after spurt of cum jetted into her, pulling her tight against me, convulsing as my cock shot my load deep inside of her.Soon, neither of us was moving, basking in the afterglow of our orgasms. As I held her hips tightly against me she opened her purse and pulled out another wad of toilet paper. Reaching back she ordered me to pull out. As soon as head of my cock emerged from her pussy she jammed the toilet paper into her pussy, plugging it up so that our mutual sexual.