“What, what are you doing Mam?”, Karan stammered. He wasn’t prepared for this. He had expected anger, outrage, tears maybe but not this blatant ...display of eroticism. This buxom, mature lady was taunting him. He was turned on in an instant. He took out his cock from the confines of his pant and started stroking himself to the image in his computer screen.“Don’t you know what I am doing. I am masturbating. Hearing your voice has made me so wet. Tell me something Walt. Do you find me hot?” “Of. "can i kiss you?"sagar asked jenny.jenny looked up at him and closed his eyes,waiting for the kiss to happen.sagar looked at jenny's open lips,beautiful long legs covered by stockings,and got up.he lifted jenny up. carried him to the bedroom and lay him on the bed.he cud not stop himself from touching jenny,he got on top of one of the most beautiful bodies he had ever laid eyes on and started kissing jenny.it was a long,deep kiss.they sucked each others tongues and lips and felt each others. " I don't know. I don't know. I never thought that my life was in dangerin New York. I mean, in the clubs, parties, I never feared for myself.But there, I felt their hate." Frankie, no one there saw anything but a pretty woman. They don't see across-dresser or a transsexual, but a pretty, no, beautiful woman. So thenext place we stop, we look around before we kiss. We're simply two womentraveling together. Okay?" Fair enough. Smarter is better."The rest of the trip was uneventful. Helen stepped. She gasps and moves closer. Her hands move more rapidly on my body. I suck on her lobes. I kiss her hair and smell the shampoo we just used. I start to move down her neck. She is moaning lowly, grabbing at my arms, feeling my muscles flex. I stop kissing her and suck on her neck. She is beating a tattoo on my arms and chest. I feel the heat rising. I look down at her heaving breasts. Her nipples are hard and the dark areas around them are rippled, all this from kissing. My cock is pointing.