Your eyes are filled with a mixture of desire and pure lust as you crawl on top of me. I smile up at you and push you off. You grunt with frustration,... and roll onto your back.I smile and straddle you. I begin to rub my wet pussy over your boxers; feeling your hard dick caress me through my panties. My juices soak through, and leave a damp patch on your underwear. You grab my hips and slam me down, causing me to moan. I need to feel you inside me.I grip your arms, and hold them down on the bed.. " And I did. Right then Iabsolutely didn't care if everybody in the nail salon knew I was reallya guy. In fact, I hadn't felt this way since......since that day I was dressed as a Southern Belle in a ruffledlavender ballgown, marching in the annual Heritage Day Parade,resplendent in my hoopskirt and pantaloons, floppy ladies had andparasol, and of course, my long satin gloves with the little buttons atthe wrists that went all the way up over the elbows... remembering thatday I suddenly. "You coming, or what?" he asked looking at Charlotte.She grinned. "Cumming." She said, and winked at me.I stood alone in the kitchen, mulling over what had just happened, when I heard moans from the dining room. I approached the door and pushed it just a crack open. Charlotte was naked, on her knees, with her hubby mounted behind ramming in and out of her. I couldn't see whether it was her arse or pussy that he was fucking, but the look on her face, the erect nipples and the smell of sex had my. Hhhaaa? oooo phir unhone mujhe hug karliya,Or mai bhi unse lipat gya phir maine phir se unko smooch kiya or suit ke uper se hi unke boobs dabaye ufff kya mast boobs the unke main toh jaise swarg mai tha phir maine un ka suit ka top utaaaar diya us ne black bra pehni hui thi un ka boobs ka size kafi barha tha ,us ki figure thi 36C-26-38,meine bra ke upar se hi uske boobs ko apne mooh mein daaal liya, wo masti mein keh rahi thi ahhh please aaram se choosso bra utaar doooo meine bra utaaar kar.