Anne shivers slightly as the hands glide over her naked skin.Roger then lets his hands move upward and he cups her ass cheeks in both hands. Anne moan...s softly as her ass is played with and fondled. Roger next slips his hands inside her panties and over the cheeks of her curvy ass. Once he thought of her like Carrie, things start to come easier for him. He takes his time playing with Anne’s ass as he loves the feel and shape of it. It is so much better beneath his hands than his gaze. Anne then. My family members went out for attending some function. On that day, Sheela came to my house wearing purple color saree, purple color blouse and red color petticoat. On that day, I was wearing white T-shirt and green shorts and no underwear.Sheela, as usual started wiping the floor with a piece of wet cloth. While wiping, Sheela lifts her saree till her hips so that it does not get wet. However, her petticoat will always be down (covering her legs)which prevents me from watching her sexy legs.. “You are a bit stretched out,” and she giggled. “Literally,” and she pushed her groin against his developing erection.“I can find time with you, if you want.”“I want,” she murmured and pulled him into another kiss.His hands took hold of her firm round orbs, not a lot more than a handful. “I love your body, Liana.”“I’m rather fond of yours as well.” She caressed his chest.“But I don’t get it.”“What don’t you get?” She brushed his thick brunette hair aside.“You’re a beautiful, intelligent. My fingerswere not my fingers, they became the man?s penis just as my ass became thewoman?s ass.The explosion was swift and sudden, I was lost being her when I suddenlyejaculated over my own hand.Immediately after ejaculating I felt really bad, my fantasy ended abruptlyand I fell into reality as a series of questions and doubts grew insideme:I was a man, I had a penis, then why did I picture myself as the woman?Did I liked men? Why did it excite me to think of a man's penis enteringme?Immersed.