Par wo pakka khiladi nikla. Kaha-jab apka pati apko khus nahi kar pata to ap uske bharose kyu ho. Ek mauka hame vi do na. Kehke wo apni belt kholne la...ga, fir chain kholta hua pant niche gira diya, aisa karte hi uska semi erect lund bahar agaya. Main dar gayi. Maine kaha-ruk jao nahi to me darwaza khol ke chillaungi. Wo hasne laga, kaha-kal hi tumhare pati ne tumhe tharki kaha hai, aj agar sabko pata chala to socho tumhara pati tumhe ghar se kaise nikalega. Tumhari valai isi me hai ke mujhe khus. ” She tried to protest, but I wrapped an arm around her waist and gave her bare midriff a squeeze. “I promise. Get your work out, I’ll show you a trick.” With another little pout, more for show than anything, she leaned over and rummaged through her bag. The dimples on her lower back appeared, as she leaned. She was built like her mother, with a small chest, even when she wasn’t wearing a sports bra, narrow waist, and a round butt. Short too, at 5’1”, and probably done growing. . I knew it was Kasey. I knew it was my sweet little, fuckable Kasey. I opened the door and saw her standing there, leaning to one side with her hand on her hip. “So fucking sexy!” I thought to myself. Wearing a skin tight dress and heels, she looked amazing. I mean, I knew she was a boy but she had to be the hottest “Trap” or “CD” or “Femboy” or whatever you want to call her, on the planet! I just wanted to call her mine! She walked in with a confidence that only knowing how much I wanted her. I woke and couldn't get to sleep again until I masturbated. All night I drifted into sleep, dreamed, woke and frigged myself.I had the same feeling in my cubicle with the redhead on my computer screen. I made my hands stay at the keyboard and mouse as I looked back to the screen. More of the men ejaculated. Their come streaked her face and hair. Her mouth was open wide. She had the sort of teeth you want to run your tongue across. Over her lips, lower teeth and own tongue sagged strings of.