My naturally high cheekbones were enhanced by collagen injections and my lips were similarly injected to give them a full, pouty look. I always had ... weak chin but now it seemed to go perfectly with the rest of my "new" face. One weekend Debi informed me we were driving across the border into Mexico where there was a clinic that would give me breast implants. At this point I could no longer really pass for a guy and there was a part of me that really did want all the changes she was . .. He strokes his hand up the back of her legs, pushing up the back of her t-shirt -- his day-old t-shirt; she hasbeen swiping them from his laundry, she says they smell of their passion and remind her of him when she is alone in bed after his visits. Her buttocks are fully exposed to the lewd attention of his roaming hand, should little brother happen to turn around from his program,but he watches even the commercials, and it is her turn to gasp as his strong warm hand cups her left cheek she. The rip of her shirt. The hard, pink nipple. The twitch. The pinching.And over.“Fuck me.” “I can’t.” The thrust. The nipple. The fingernails.As she shudders and feels her feet go weak, her precarious tiptoe position in danger of collapsing when she comes, she wants to scream that it can’t stop yet: it mustn’t stop yet. She needs, just once, to see it through to the end. To feel the climax that happened in her lifetime, many thousands of replays ago.But inevitably it doesn’t.Her face and body. I was ogling at her face and cleavage.Ruchika said “Dekhte hi rahoge ya kuch karoge bhi(you will stare only or do something)”I smiled as I got a green light.I got up and sat on her side her head was resting on my chest and I was caressing her back.I gently kissed her lips.I took her soft tongue and sucked it gently.She said “lets go in bedroom”I followed her.Arun saw her going in and I was behind her.He also came in the bedroom.She was removing her saree.I said”Rucchika please let me do it”I.