"Fuck me," she breathed, "fuck me again." A delicious shiver ran up my spine, and my cock was hard again. I knelt behind her, and slid my staff in bet...ween her warm solid thighs.I entered her slowly, running my hands lightly over the skin of her hips and her buttocks, my eyes closed and my head back. Her pussy was moist and open, and my cock slid easily in, lubricated by her juices and by the thick white flow of my semen from our sex before breakfast. She was incredibly hot, and as my rod. And all she could do was nod, mutely confessingher transgendered soul."That's a pretty name," he had smiled, and from then on that night wasso gentlemanly and charming, pulling her chair out for her, theoffhand dominance of his ordering for her ("And the lady willhave...") without the least consultation, which she knew she shouldresent, but didn't. And he had never once failed to refer to her asfemale, even though she was physically a boy in a second-rate suit.Not giving a damn what anybody. "Sand!" Irene said in mock outrage."Good, I'll send the tickets," Sebastian agreed, "Probably fly out overnight." From Leeds?" Sandra asked."No an airfield," Sebastian laughed, "Our Minibus will pick you up."===================================Irene and Sandra stood outside Woolworth in their anoraks and jeans carrying their backpacks waiting for the Minibus, the town hall clock showed 11.30 like it always did since the clock winder was made redundant and it was actually only 10.32 when the. Any girls or females or couples from Bangalore willing to have fun u can mail me at . Trust me it will be very secret and I can satisfy u any way you want. That is different story.I dont want to bore you any more.Coming to the story, heroin of the story is my mom’s best friend and she is my dream aunty, her age is 32 years and status are 36 34 38. I was trying to have sex with her from past 7 years, finally I succeed 6 months back.Actually I have my own house and she is the tenant in my house..