.?My sister asked. I lied that while coming back I went to Akbar’s house. Mother understood and she began looking down. “raja, fresh hokar jaldi a...o, mai chai nasta lati hun…”Kammo said but my eyes were on exposed mounds of sister. It was summer time. She wore a low cut sleeveless blouse. Her deep cleavages and upper mounds were exposed.Kammo caught my eyes. She got up and pushed me..“bhukh nahi lagi kya…jaao change karke aao..”I went to my room, undressed fully and fisted cock but this time in. I looked in the mirror, the face staringback at me was not mine, or at least it wasn't for the first 22 years of mylife. Now this face is my face and most likely will be forever. This face,the face of a child, the face of a child girl, and the body of a child girl. I was once a young adult, fresh out of university, I was once a boy, I oncehad a girlfriend, and a family and friends, and looking for work, ready tobegin my life in the vast world of work.Now I am a child in primary school once. He filled me nicely. He was so hot. He was the perfect man in my eyes. If I fucked him good enough maybe this could evolve into something. I rode his dick like a porn star looking to impress. My hips rotated and swayed in ways they never had before. My tits were bouncing beautifully for his visual pleasure. I climbed off of him and walked over to the blue winged-back chair next to the sofa. I climbed on the chair backwards, perching my legs on the arms of the chair and exposing my holes. I sad yes, you are in for a treat. We went to the short hallway that leads to the back stairway to a door that's hard to see and it is controlled by a keypad on the opposite wall. I put in the code and the door opened in. As we walked in the lights turned on and we were in a tropical paradise. The girls looked around and said what the fuck is this, I don't remember this room when the other people owned it. I said that part of it was a room that was an old office the other half we had built..