I hoped she never returned from Grandma’s.After I massaged his feet, we had dinner. The chicken was a little rubbery from the crock-pot, but Daddy d...idn’t complain. Instead of watching TV after dinner, Daddy fucked me hard. It was so wonderful. He bent me over the dining room table and took me from behind. Then he threw me down on the couch and mounted me.We ended up in his bed, the headboard banging while I screamed my lungs out in absolute delight.I loved taking Mom’s place. I was Daddy’s good. Man :sorry darling next time he is all yours pointing to his cock.Suddenly i had an idea and called jisha. she said to keep mum and attended the callJisha: hai da where are youMe:in college ground playing.so what are you doing in relative home.Jisha:nothing just boringMe:where is preethi auntyJisha:she is here.she is eating a banana.by saying this she put his cock into preethi mouth.I was in heaven high and saying bye disconnected the phone .Jisha:it was Rahul momPreethi:its a pity he didnot. Within minutes I was gagging and my mascara was running but he kept pumping – it was divine, perfect oral sex. And then he came, huge spurts of his cum, right into my throat, hot, sexy and so erotic, it was all I could do not to cum at the same time.Most of it was swallowed but he ordered me to give my friend what was left. As we kissed I pushed the cum into her mouth with my tongue and them allowed my lips to cover her face round her mouth, long stocky, how and erotic kisses. The actif was. He was done. His transformation was complete. He was no longer Dhiren, but Dhiksha, as he liked to think. As ever when he was dressed up, Dhiren felt a tremendous rush of sexual energy and his thoughts immediately turned to men.But Dhiren’s clothes, make-up and jewelry were cloaking a secret sadness. He knew it even though he tried to deny it to himself. It was a sadness he was increasingly trying to drown in alcohol, which was becoming a worry to him. He desperately needed a boyfriend, but he.