“Are you OK Gemma?” “Yes..it’s OK…I’m just. Oh fuck Danielle!” “What is it! I’ve just spilt a little juice..I…” Before I could g...t another word out Gemma had rushed towards me and our lips met. She pushed her body against mine, pushing me backwards onto the grass. I could feel her heart beating against my chest. Her breath was hot. I didn’t know what was happening to me, but I knew I liked it. My pussy was tingling like it had never done before and I could feel that my panties were soaked.. Daddy spank. This allowed information to flow in abnormal directions ... in this particular situation, abnormal means different and not bad. DD wasn't a mutant or anything like that.She didn't grow a third eye, or six fingers, or four ears, or even a third breast ... worse luck. Her clit stayed the same length nor did she grow an asshole on the middle of her forehead and shit her brains out.She looked like DD, smelled like DD, tasted like DD ... YES!! ... fucked like DD. She was the same multi. Me:- kya salli, bhai ka lund lene ke liye badi tadap rahi hai.Gaury: – han, tune hi kaha na kit u mera yaar hai. Chal; aab dal de tera lund.Uski batto se mera lauda fir tan gaya. Mera lunch 7″ lumba aur 2.5″ jada tha. Maine uske choot pe lund rakhake ek dkhakaa diya. Wo joor se chillaiyi. Mai ruk gaya aur fir ek jor ka dhakka diya.Gaury: Abe rook na, fat jayegi meri choot. Maa,Maine uski na sunte huye ekk aur dhakka diya ab mera pura lund me jaan ke choot me chala gaya. Ab maine uski choot pump. I wasn’t sure what it was, but it wasn’t orange juice and ice. My Uncle started to laugh and told me to finish it off. I sipped it next time, and then sipped it again until it was all gone. My Uncle said that now I was grown up, I could have a drink every now and then. I never realised that he meant alcohol until my mum explained it to me later. I though he was only going to give me a drink every now and then… I used to drink lots of water a day, and was worried that he would stop.