Diana even doesn’t need to check her own panties, she knows they’re wet through. Such dark strained flesh… A royal rose on a long stem which sme...l makes Diana’s head dizzy… Soon she’ll taste it!She needs to gather all her strength to restrain and not enter this sweet slit… tease her clit until the excitement is painful. But no! Diana doesn’t want to touch this little nub until she works on everything around it. She kisses the girl’s hot thighs greedily biting and sucking them. And Olga is. Once done Brianna grabbed a baby blue fluffy backpack and loaded all his school things into it and left. As the feminised Brianna happily bounced and jogged to school, inside his head Brianna's original self was trapped in impotent rage, forced to watch through his eyes as his new self became more girlish and feminine with each passing day.After Brianna had gone his stepdad came down into the kitchen, half asleep. He didn't know why he hadn't seen Brianna for the last few days, but decided to. Her ass looked amazing in those pants. She didn’t really need a bra for support, but I figured the padded sports bra was more for protection if she got hit in the chest with a ball.Sam sat next to me to tie her cleated shoes and I leaned closer to get another sniff of her scent of honeysuckle and sex. She turned with a happy grin and kissed me again.“Ready to go see us play?” she asked.“Ready to go meet my parents?” I murmured with my stomach clenching.“Come on, we’ll be fine.” Sam put her arm. There’s been a problem,” he said.“Sir?” What happened? I could care less about Hamilton, but if something had happened to Mom, I needed to know. Had they been in an accident?Dad told me. It was a sordid tale indeed. Hamilton, in his desire to separate himself from me, had gone to college down south, at Georgia Tech in Atlanta. That hadn’t worked out so well. Unlike most colleges, they worked on a trimester system. Way back when, on my first trip through, his first trimester his grades were as.