I had toadjust the car seat because I was now six inches shorter than I had beenpreviously. My new breasts were making their presence known every time...thatI turned the steering wheel. How was I ever going to feel comfortable inthis body? I was soon at the daycare center and told Mrs. Raymond, theoperator, that I was here to pick up Sarah. It was a good thing I nevertold her my wife was actually dead, I had just told her I was a singleparent. "Who are you?, her father usually picks her up." . “They’re not vital,” I told her, “Just pull your skirt down a little way.”She wriggled her skirt back down until she was at least halfway decent before glancing at me and blushing. I ignored her and slowed the car as I drove through the village and turning into my driveway.++++++++++I went into a sort of daze when she started the car up again. The road was now totally different. Gone were the smooth open curves of the motorway to be replaced by the typical English country lanes, twisting and. Timothy found himself unable to move–like he was suddenly and inexplicably glued to the cement floor. He heard her heels clicking on the floor as she approached him from behind, but then she walked around him until she was directly in front of him."Mmm... what have we here?" she purred seductively, "And what might your name be, my handsome hero?" T-Timothy... Timothy Wilson," he stammered. The woman standing in front of him was breathtakingly beautiful, standing around the same five-foot-six as. What about you?” I asked.“Don’t worry about me, I’ll cum before you’re all the way in me. We don’t have much time. C’mon,” she said, grabbing me by the hand and getting up.“Where are we going?” I asked, getting up and following her.“On the other side of the dunes in case anyone comes back,” she said.We went across the dune, putting us in a valley between two sets of dunes, the wind wasn’t nearly strong between them. When we got to the bottom Kylie turned so that her back was to me and.