I dress like a real one so I can't be recognized for having a dick in my silk panties. I go out at night, I walk the streets. It's exciting when I mee...t a man, especially if he turns after me.I get very excited when a strong wind blows and lifts my dress (or skirt). I always wear ones made of light fabric.Several times men tried to take me down, but they never realized that I was not a real woman.My first time with a man:It was very cold and as always I was lightly dressed but on top with a. Let me tell you how I got to this point. My parents hired this Eastern European woman to help in the house with me and my siblings, she was also our housekeeper. I think her name was Sasha, but we always called her babushka, meaning old woman or grandmother.Truth be told she was not that old when she got hired. Maybe mid 30s. She spoke English with a heavy accent, pretty much broken English.She was strict, yet very loving. She was a tall big woman. I always thought of her as a fat old woman.. I came on her and she started masturbating sanjay while he lay beside her.he was enjoying this to fullest with his eyes closed.nisha was enjoying holding his cock and masturbating it. Soon he came and came to full.nisha was just seeing it.In the mean time I kept on riding her.and both of us came.Sanjay was looking at nisha`s cunt and touching and feeling it,I was through so I got up from her and said I am through and she can do whatever she wants to with sanjay..For the first time I was seeing. My wife was soon ready and her moans conveyed that she needed my cock.. and I saw Shantis shadow near the door… I pushed my wife against the wall so she would not see the door and slapped her arse hard and said loudly “aaj bahut garam hoon” and noticed Shanti had now come at the door and was staring inside.I dropped my towel and stroked my 9.5 inch hard cock while staring at Shantis disbelief and pounded my wife’s pussy violently while holding her hips. Shantis hands began to touch herself, one.