" I gave them to her and she put them in her purse. I gasped a little and she chuckled. "They're mine now." But but but but but!" No buts. Mine."I pou...ed and they both laughed at me."Take your bra off." Ms S told me, so I did. And then I JUST HANDED IT TO HER. "Well, thank you dear." She said as she slipped it into her purse. "Isn't this fun?!" she asked Ms B, who very much agreed.They both stood up and grabbed me. They started to grope and squeeze me all over. Almost like it was some kind of. Her husband was inside in the bedroom, he is talking to her sweet, I felt bit awkward why I am here, her husband take her to the dressing table made her to bend low, an unexpected thing happened, he just pulled her pajamas along with her panty, and he did the same thing and put her cock inside her.. what the fuck, no kissing, no foreplay nothing, she was not even wet, oh Shalini this is how you spend your every night with this idiot. She was looking at me via mirror on the dressing table. I can. “Get up there,” she said, pointing to the pillow. I scrambled back up the bed and lay with my head on the pillow. She turned to the linen basket and pulled out a pair of her panties and threw them at me.“I know you like these,” she laughed. I examined them and saw a familiar discolouration which I knew would be a source of heady delight for me.“Well, sniff them!” she demanded. I did as I was told and immediately smelt that wonderful combination of sweat and vagina which had been the source of. I wanted to be its bitch,happy as can be as my sister was. There was no other way for me to getit. I needed to give myself to it. Then the scent of my own arousalcaught both of us by sirprise. I whimpered at what it meant. I was now afemale. I smelled my own growing heat and moisture from my nethers as itlicked my tail healed. It's snout often stopping to sniff my arousalbefore moving back to my licking appreciatively. I sniffed its owncrotch now. Its huge swinging balls were nothing like I.