Smith!" she shrieked with glee, bouncing her heels up and down against the mattress. "You want to kiss it? Stick your tongue down there? My gosh, you ...really do, don't you! You want to so bad! OK, you can. That's fine, Mr. Smith, I don't mind. You're just so excited; it's so easy to make you happy!"My head descended and my tongue found her girl folds and I licked, working inside. I whimpered from the pleasure of it; her smell and taste adding sexy overtones to the phenomenal touch and sight."You. She kept on smoking for about 20-25 minutes till we reached the mall.We went to McDonald’s and returned after around 45 minutes. While leaving back, I don’t know what struck my mind but suddenly I told her “Dipali you are so sexy. I wish I could kiss you” She said “what” in a lower voice and there was an awkward silence for about 10 minutes and I was kicking myself for telling that. I was scared too if she complains about this to my family.Then I started asking sorry. “Sorry Dipali, I shouldn’t. I had been accosted by a man and masturbated him in the men’s washroom in the park. I still remember what he said about me. He said I looked so much like a girl even though I was a boy. After that happened, that statement stuck in my head. A little time after that, with that statement still floating around up in my head, I decided I would dress as a girl and see if I really did.My sister is roughly the same size as me. I went through her drawers and was looking for something to wear. She at. I knew to occasionally let go and playwith his balls and even tickle one of my long fingernails lower thanthat. Not only was I to all onlookers a sexy woman sitting next to herhunk of a man, I was knowledgeable enough about hand jobs to get him offunder the bar. I think if he bartender hadn't come along I'd have beenguided out into the alley or into the bathroom to finish off Carlos moreintimately, but as it was he came all over my hand and the bar in frontof him.And just like in the videos.