He was looking very manly and with short beard. I too just smiled and said 18. He asked where I’m going, and I replied I’m just on my way to meet ...my friend. During these conversation, he was staring at my cock more than my face. I was done and I used to milk my dick to drain the urine. By seeing that again he smiled, and he too lifts up his underwear and corrected his dothi. Then I started to move, he stopped me and said he also going on the same way and since the road is bad, he can’t drive. He looked into my eyes, the way you see in romantic movies, oh, how touching! And slowly wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. Still looking into each other´s eyes, I placed my own arms around his neck. He was so tall… I loved it! And in slow motion, our heads moved in closer to each other until our mouths met again and melted in another soft, romantic and passionate kiss. It seemed to go on forever. We didn’t need air. Just kissing. I felt his hand rubbing my back softly and. He’d explored her with his hands and mouth, and she found the halting, sometimes lightly awkward, confidence to do the same to him. He loved every moment of it! * In the early hours of the morning he climbed from her bed. ‘I should go,’ he told her regretfully. ‘If you think that you should,’ she sighed with a sleepy little smile. ‘I’ll see you later?’ he asked quietly. ‘Come over for coffee.’ ‘I’ll be round at about eleven, give you a chance to get some sleep.’ ‘Sounds good…’ Her eyelids. I was gobsmacked , i was speechless and i entered her profile looked throughher pictures and I could see this was a cross dresser and i thought what the fuck , my insticts said delete this person never talk to them again , but something also told me keep talking to this person , I dont knowi sliely liked this as i sat on my chair , i felt my dick slowly and slowly getting hard and i messaged thecross dresser back " I have never done this before , but somehow am not put off i would still like to.