He shook his head in disbelief as he ran the fingers of his right hand through his hair and leaned back in his seat, watching the cars speed by. My ho...use is not much to speak of but I call it home. Many white Dogwood trees grace the front yard and it’s pretty in the springtime. I’d left my windows open earlier so the house was cool when we entered. Having laid the luggage down on the kitchen’s cream-colored ceramic tile floor, Mark glanced around and said, ‘I like the way you’ve decorated your. Kiss karte karte mai didi ke boobs daba raha tha aur blouse ke upar se unki nipple dhundhne ki try kar raha tha. Utne me didi ne bola: “ blouse nikal do mere bhai.. bina blouse aur bra nikale aaj tak tere jeeja ke hath me bhi nahi aayi meri nipples utni privacy hai to tere hath me kaha se aayegi”. Aisa sunte hi mai aur excite ho gaya aur mera nawab aur bhi zyada salami thokne laga.I started kissing her earlobes and she was moaning too high. Fir didi ki neck pe kissing kar ne laga aur jor jor se. Cathy also asked me why I could not adopt her to become her real daddy. I told her that if I did we couldn't be engaged any more and we would not be able to legally marry. Even though we were not blood relations there would be several legal obstacles to overcome and it would be very difficult and expensive. It seemed to satisfy her curiosity so the subject was dropped.Controversy was nothing new to Cathy and me so we learned to roll with the punches every time we hit a bump in the road. We did,. “Is this what you baby?,” he would ask as he showed me MMF and FFM pics on his computer. Thick, hung men, with bodies to die for. And gorgeous women with wonderful bodies. After a while the pics of butchy, flat chested lesbians were having the most appeal for me, as well as much younger women, ‘baby dolls’, as my man called them.The thought of two full on lesbians pleasuring me instead of bi-sex women I had in the past was now very appealing.That all changed when I met Liz through a work.