Do you know whose clothes these are?" Are they your clothes?" No" She says. They sit on the bed side by side and peer into the wardrobe."No they are n...t mine. They are your Dad's" My Dad wears womens clothes?" Yes. he does!!"George stands and moves to the wardrobe and feels the dresses. He pulls them out slightly so that he can see the designs. "Would they fit you?" His Gran asks quietly."No they are too big." he answers automatically."I can take them in for you a little. And make sure that. After a little while we got in step with each other and managed to say upright. It was fun in a way; though I could not see anything at all. There was almost no light from the back but a tiny bit drifting down from the head my sister was wearing. She would reach out and hug her friends and I would flap the big wings popping them in peoples' faces, asses or whatever was in the way. The effect the teasing and the walking with my crotch pressed tightly against her ass was having on me caused my. I hit a nerve and start hitting it hard and fast,pushing my finger as far into my asshole as it will go.Under the table, I have two soaking wet fingers in my cunt, grasping hard onto the fat little mound inside my pelvis.I flop my head to the other cheek and am hit with sticky wet hair where I had been resting in the plate of pineapples.I suck on my wet hair,smelling the pineapples as though it were my lover's soaking wet pubic hair. I twirl my tongue around my hair as a deep quiet moan rises. Phir ek din kismat ne saath diya aur ek din jab hum dono ja rhe the tou raste se ek aurat aati huyi nazar aayi .Wo pure nashe me thi aur aane jaane walo se lift maang rhi thi ,dikhne me jyada khubsurat nai ti thodi sawli bhi thi purane kapde usne saree aur blouse pahna hua tha. Wo wahi aaspaas se kisi gao se thi . Jab hum dono uske paas pahuche tou usne hume rok k bola chudayi kartni hai ek aadmi ka 200 lgega , humne thda kam krne bola tou wo na nukur karne lagi par use bhi subah se koi nai.