Main: Jaaneman meri jawaani tumhaare liye hi hai. Jee bhar kar maza lo iska.Usne shirt ke neeche kuch bhi nahi pehna tha, to Main uske seene par kiss ...arne lag gayi. Usne meri bra ka hook khol diya, jisse mere bade-bade raseele stann uchal kar baahar aa gaye.Fir woh mere nipples choosne lag gaya aur Main uska sir apni chhati mein dabaane lag gayi. Woh bade zor-zor se mere boobs daba raha tha, maano meri chhati mein ghus jana chaahta ho.Usne mujhe apni god mein uthaya aur andar waale room mein. "We tried to tell you last night thatshe's really a boy named Milt. There was magic woven into the wig,that now appears to be her natural hair, which transforms its wearerinto a girl. But the wig can only be removed by the same person whoput it on her head. That person, Milt, no longer exists now. She'sa full-time girl now and still adjusting to all the changes. Isuppose I could fix everything by making her forget about ever havingbeen Milt, but that's not right. She must be the sum of. “Fuck me, use my cunt and make me your slutty whore”. She repeated over and over. Although, I was shocked by the filthy obscenities coming out of her fucking mouth but honestly, it was making me hornier to fuck her harder and faster.Soon, I was rewarded a deep growl by Leonia, followed by some a****listic grunts as she got hit with her orgasm. She tightened the grip of her legs around my ass, making me go inside her balls deep, feeling the spasms and fierce flexing of her pussy around my cock. " Here is your ride"I get up, and walk to the door. He kisses me, opens the door and says simply:"Go"I walk out, feeling like a slut, dressed like this on a Friday morning. A black limo has pulled out in front of our driveway. The driver opens the back door for me. I notice how cold it is and something cold and wet touches my nose. A snowflake. I get in the car. The heater is on.The driver gets in. "Good morning ma'am. It's a cold day today. We may have a big snowstorm"He is quite chatty. It's.