..' With out another word William gripped my shoulders in his hands and rammed his squat fat penis as deep as it would go, till his pubic was pressed...deep into my widely stretched my butt crack. The tears were leaking from my eyes as William continued to rut and grind deep into my butt. My body started to tremble from my bung down to my toes I was being ripped open by Williams mammoth girth. I thought his penile head was huge but his penile shaft seemed to expand as he worked his body up in. Next day mama ji ne hamari ticket book kra di, mera ek cousin mujhe or mere bhai ko chhodne ke liye railway station chal diya, aaj mene ek top or lagging pehni hui thi.Mummy hoti to mujhe suit pehna padta per mummy ke na hone ka mene pura fyda uthyaStation per jakar hamne pata kiya to pata chala ki hamari ticket confirm nhi hui thi, or hamari train bhi late ho gai 5 ki jagha train raat ko 8 baje aai tab tak hum railway station per hi wait karte rahe train aane per mere cousin ne mujhe or mere. I looked in the next room and I saw several chests but one caught my eye. It was open and there were several lengths of sterile nylon line and several needles to go with them. I threaded one of them up and returned with the needle, line, and the necessary ointment anesthetic.I rubbed in the ointment into Deedee’s labia as I was going to give her some trial stitching. The other women were watching closely. None of them were beginning to tire by beginning to grasp the line holding them to relieve. Luckily Pat had no qualms about getting a new hair style and it resultedin me getting the same one later on at the ranch. The new unisex stylelooked really good on her and the result was I could have the same cutwithout drawing attention to myself.The wig she had first got was just too obvious so we resorted to dying andtrimming mine to match her hair. This really made things easier since Iwouldn't have to deal with a wig that could possibly be tugged on oryanked off. One thing about being an.