”I frowned in thought for a moment, and then I nodded. “Most women don’t want to live on a ranch in Montana.”“Exactly, and there’s rich, a...d then there’s merely wealthy.” He smiled at my obvious confusion. “The ranch is just under seventeen thousand acres, and we have all the mineral rights, too. Between ranching, agriculture, other businesses, and the oil leases, we bring in about three million per year. Most of that money goes into the family trust, and another chunk is used to maintain. " It's been a week already?" Yes Dan it has, and now I'm going to turn you back into a man, and thenyou can do as you want to me."Dan looked down in horror as his amble bosoms lie missing and his faceand body regained the rest of its old manly shape."Here's the coin Dan, do as you wish," she said coyly in hopes of turninghim on. Dan stood there for a moment, unsure of himself. 'Is she hitting on me?'He wondered. Then he thought about his original plan, and had to see ifTricia was still in love. I stay in Mumbai (India). I am 5 feet 4 inches, fair in colour, more then average looks. My vitals are 33-28-34. This is a real story of incest, which happened 4 years ago.It was in the year 2008, at that time I was studying in 8th grade, in one of the prestigious college in Delhi. Let me tell you, I was a sportswoman during my school days and used to play badminton and table tennis. My body was not that developed at that time and my vitals were 31-26-33. But I had attained height of 5 feet 5. She must have been having the same thoughts I was having all along. She let her left hand fall to the bulge in the front of my jeans and rubbed my cock and balls through the fabric. She leaned into my ear again.“Want to take me home?” “You know I do, Cheryl, but I’ve got the bike and you just have that little skirt on.”“I don’t care, bro, take me home. Now.”I figured, “what the hell,” and led her outside to my bike. I gave her my leather jacket, which she put on but didn’t zip up, and.