We were starting the project by wallpapering the room, a simple enough job but one that Rachel needed my help to get done. And that was what brought m...e to her house that evening after work.“Hi, Richard,” Rachel greeted me warmly as she opened the door to my knocking. “Did Linda come with you?” She asked, looking behind me to see if her sister was by the car.“No,” I told her, shrugging out of the light jacket I was wearing. “I came straight over from work. Linda stayed home with the kids,” I. Her assets were 38-26-36. She was fair n looking damn gorgeous even after a long journey. I was Just staring at her bumps as her boobs were covered by dupatta n bag. She had wore it in reverse way that her back was clearly visible. I never thought that she would be my sex goddess and took them to home.As I was enjoying my vacation my mom asked me to take my cousin to nearby tourist places. I said ok and asked her to get ready. She was looking damn sexy. She wore chudidhar with clear visible. Our plans for that first time were carefully and completely planned and our anticipation grew to its boiling point, which meant holding back was like trying to stop a train. The pleasure, bonding, and sensations we felt after 16 years of foreplay created a night of unimaginable joy. We were both overwhelmed by how our love grew immeasurably in that ultimate bonding. When the first coupling ended in perfect harmony, we were both reduced to tears by the beauty of the experience and our love for. There would never be any pretending otherwise. At the very least, I'd gone half way over, but what else was I capable of doing? In this state of wild-eyed lust, where my libido took complete control, I dared not test my ability to restrain myself. The truth burned in the back of my brain, every thought remind me of what I really was now: a cock-hungry sissy, a dick holster, a cum dumpster. .There was no denying it, no way to pretend as I neared my orgasm. Something substantial had been.