Surprisingly, Sujata felt shy. Her son lovingly removed jewellery and clothing patiently and led her to bed and made her lie down. Then he undressed a...d lay beside her and kissed her tenderly.“Mom, darling, do you know how many years you have been tormenting me? Do you know how many buckets of cum went down the drain?” he said kissing and sucking her tits.“Hmmmm, honey, I did not know, you should have asked me, did I deny anything to my darling son? My poor baby, how much you have suffered?. Blah!"A friend of mine gave me these, and something else for you. Now, I want youto lay down, and be still."I did what he said, trying to watch what he was doing, but he pushed my headdown. He used some kind of adhesive, then pushed a pair of things on mychest. I knew what they were, breast forms."These are like no other breast form on the market Beth. The will conform tothe shape of your own chest for a better fit, and the glue turns into asensory net that after you wear them for a while, will. . Even Shakespeare can’t frame the words to explain her beauty and structure. just imagine how pretty she will be as myself also doing the same.On a fine evening, she came to my home to learn science from me as I am very good at that subject. At that time I’m alone at my home and watching TV. Because of her request I switched off the TV and started teaching her. The topic was about reproductive systems. She was feeling little bit shy to discuss about this but still she was love it as her master. My silk blouse outlines my firm breasts perfectly, so was the skirt I wore a perfect match. I now even wore nylons and high heels. But although Marc was looking at a pretty girl -me- I still didn't feel comfortable. I still felt like a drag queen as I still had my -shrunken- penis hidden in my panties. Marc was getting horny by my looks and made a pass on me. Unexplicably I felt the same urges. Marc ripped off my blouse and bra and started sucking and biting on my nipples. I still can't believe.