We lay alongside each other naked talking if we will ever meet again and how sad she will be without me, In my mind I was lusting for her again and I ...wanted to do something she or me had never done before, I said “shart lagao ki tum mere lund ko haat lagaye bina khada karo to”She said” aur agar kar do to kya doge? I said “jo mango” She said “ lagi shart”, saying this she moved down to my Groin and caressed my limp cock with her tongue tip after ,two cumshots I was not going to be erect that. He pushes herback onto the bed and spreads her outer lips and licksher, sweet and sour and feminine. He spreads her inneropening, slippery and smooth. He teases and strokes herclitoris with his tongue, she is squirming, she puts herhands to his head but he breaks away and reaches aroundher legs and holds her wrists, and then plunges into herwith just his tongue. She struggles against him as heteases her, twists her wrists around in his hands. Shemoans and then holds her breath and then. Why hadn't I tried this before?This would be my secret.It wasn't something I could talk about in Church was it?No-one at work need know that I, the Office Christian, had just becomethe Office Tranny. This would be my secret.My colleagues at the office were all women and now, underneath mytrousers, I was dressed the same way as they were. I was wearing tightsand panties. I was becoming one of the girls and I was enjoying it.But I was a Christian man.Christian men did not dress this way did. You could say we bumped into each other, but more truthfully I barged into her, literally knocking her off balance so that she almost fell to the pavement. After teetering on her high heels for a few anxious heart-stopping-moments, she thankfully regained her composure, although she had to drop her packages in their colourful beribboned wrappings, which fell in disarray at my feet. I stooped to retrieve them and as I rose shamefaced by my unthinking boorishness, I blurted out clumsy words of.