He had not changed his pant. I gently went to his back, inserted my hands into his pocket, and groped his cock. It is erected like hard rock. I touche...d it, peeled it, rotated it, vibrated it by shaking it heavily.I did every small thing that I can do on his cock. I felt the urge to just ignore my self-control and go in front of him and unzip his pant to take his cock in my throat. I controlled my wild desires and limited myself to just play with his cock using my fingers.After a few minutes of. Tab waha se raat ko der se main aur mere uncle laut rahe the raat bahot hone ke karan main apne uncle ke ghar par hi so gaya tha. main apni grand mother ke saath soya tha unke bagal me dusra bed tha jo meri grand mother ke bed ke sath hi sata hua tha. maine dekha waha par do aur ladkiya bhi so rahi thi. maine unhe pahchana nahi tha ki woh kaun thi. main meri grand mother ki eik side main so gaya jo dusre bed se sata hua tha us side. dono ladkiyo ko dekh kar mere under ka saitan jag utha raat ko. Whatever it is, and thatmoment always comes. To say that fear, shame and guilt are not runningrampant at that moment is a lie; they are there, and they need to bedealt with. Some girls are lucky in that they manage to hide theircompulsion for years from all but a select few. This is the story ofKristen, one of those very lucky few.My mother knew, I think she had always known. From the time I was oldenough to do it myself, I had been dressing up as a girl; sometimes Ilooked good, but more times. Aur puri nangi karke dhekna laga woh mere samne puri nangi thi ,,,, mai toh jaise pagalo ki tarah un par toot padta.. Unko pagalo ke jaise kiiss karte jaraha aur kiss karte karte unko boobs bahot zor dabate jaraha tah..Phir mai kiss se had ke unke neck pe kiss karne laga unke baat mai unke boobs suck karne laga ek boobs ku suck kar raha tah toh dusre boobs ku zorse dabarun tah… Bahot mazza aaraha tah…. Phir aunty ne mere sare kapde nikal diye aur mere lund ku suck karni lagi… Kya feeling thi.