I obeyed. She shaved my asshole and legs and brought my ‘shaadi ka joda’ and some jewellery. She tied a small golden string around my waist.And ma...de me wear the blouse, lehnga and chunari. She then did my makeup and fixed my wig so that it wont fall. She then exclaimed that I looked much better as a girl. I said nothing.She gave me some wine and made me wear high heels with 5 inch heel. It was difficult to walk in but I managed. It was then that rohan came. He was in a suit and as soon as he. This is a pretty short story due to the sex session being a quickie in a hotel room.As a usually do when I'm staying at hotels I become a creature of habit, back from work at 4ish, shower and a hour or so of sleep before I go down to the bar for a few drinks and something to eat. So this hotel had a bar area and a restaurant area, I usually sit in the bar area due to it being a more intimate setting to eat and you'll always get someone to talk to and it was no different on this occasion. I got. Some were of the boys in other parts of the house, and a few were of Tiffany herself, obviously taken by the boys. The ones of Tiffany didn't do her justice, but they had me instantly hard again. This was the first time I'd seen her pussy. It was totally smooth. Not a hair in sight. One picture even showed her well-manicured gold-painted fingernails spreading her smooth lips for the willing camera. I didn't know how long I had knelt there staring at the photos of Tiffany, stroking my manhood. I was gentle with his manhood, because Wendy was always careful with mine.Now what? I'd never done this before, but I knew I needed to finish him, needed to milk cum from his balls and cock. I wondered if I'd be ashamed or embarrassed afterwards, and didn't care enough to pursue the thought very long. My own member was tight with longing, wanting a pair of lips on it, of any kind, desperate to thrust inside a warm moistness, so my cum could spill out. I knew how he felt, and how horny he must.