“We’d invite you to our place for dinner,” Donna said, “but I really don’t have anything even thawed.” “Let’s go out somewhere,” Kay...a suggested. “It doesn’t have to be fancy. We’ll just grab a bite somewhere.” So, what started as lunch in our kitchen turned into an afternoon of drinking, a quick dinner in a local home-style joint, and back to our place for more conversation and a couple of bottles of wine. It became a weekend tradition for us, swapping locations between our place and theirs.. But afterward she was unsatisfied; she wanted something, anything, inside her. She went down to the kitchen and found a banana, a cucumber, and a carrot.Kelly spent the next two hours masturbating and penetrating herself with fruits and vegetables. Every orgasm, far from satisfying her passion, seemed to jump it up to another level. Anytime it started to flag, she pictured Jessica watching her, and the heat in her loins flared up all over again. Finally she just lay there in a sweaty, exhausted. Yeh sunte he uzma ne muje bazo pe thapar mara aur phir chair pe beth gayi aur muje kehne lagi k thek hai main sirf tumhe apne boobs dhikaon gi lakin gaand nahi dhikha sakti aur tum mere boobs ko touch nhi karo ge maine kaha its ok and show me your boobs now..Phir usne muje mun udhar krne ko kaha aur es duran mera dil dharakne laga aur andar he andar khusi bhi hone lagi k aj mera khawab pora hone ja rha hai.. aur phir usne apne gol matol boobs mere samne kr k khud ankhein band kr li.. maine ek. So very much had happened since then. She began packing in the bathroom, grabbing everything and throwing it into a box. Looking up, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror. ‘I don’t even remember who I am anymore,’ she said aloud. After leaving, she’d come to the city, dropped about twenty to thirty pounds, grown her hair out, dyed it darker, and traded her glasses for contacts and make up. She’d trusted in the metamorphosis to keep her hidden, but apparently it hadn’t been.