Lei era bionda,riccia,occhi a palla blu, magra e molto più sveglia di me.Avevamo finito la seconda media e ogni tanto ci chiamavamo a casa (eh, i rag...zzini iniziavano ad avere i cellulari ma noi ancora no) per uscire e fare qualche giro o giocare; ma fu proprio in quella estate calda e durante una partitatella di basket che lei si chinò per raccogliere la palla e fare il primo tiro e io vidi dalla sua maglietta,una profonda scollatura; sappiamo che succedesse noi maschietti a quella età e da. My face instantly turned red, and when Candis saw me hesitate sheinstantly stood and smacked me hard across the face. I dropped my pantssharing my shameful secret with Gwen. She instantly burst out inlaughter and said, "Damn, you got this nigga by the balls!"My wife hiked up her miniskirt exposing her shaved pussy, sat on thecouch, and ordered me to eat her out. Gwen was making comments all thewhile calling me a fucking pussy and a bitch ass. I felt pressure on mydick as the device kept me. Somehow, Nat and I had swapped bodies. I wasn't wearing the sundress anymore. Instead, I was wearing a tight black bodysuit and white shorts, with black strappy sandals. Looking down, I marvelled at Nat's, now mine, body. My huge breasts struggled to stay contained in the tight bodysuit. With each step, they bounced magnificently. I loved the feeling of the breeze on my bare legs as I strutted around in the heels and shorts. I realised I was at the seaside. That's right, Nat went to college. Even when she married my best friend she still wouldn’t talk to me; no, no, I mean him, wouldn’t talk to HIM.Anyway, they stayed together. His willingness to try so hard endeared him to her. His brother was a little more resilient, having forced himself to make a couple of children by the biological insemination method (and one with a spoon of semen inserted... ), and he was asked to help. Seems proper sex was regarded by some as lucky for producing good babies – which of course means boy.