Meri himmat badi maine chachi ki kamar ko pakda phir bhi unohone kuch nhi kaha to mai dheere dheere unki jhang sehlane laga.Aisa karte karte mai unke ...hoot ke.Paas haath rakha to pata chala ki chachi ki choot poori garam hoogaii this.Maine choot parr hath rakha to chachi ne mera hath hatake cousins ko bhaga diya.Mai darr gaya.N chup chap padhne laga.Uske next de mai chachi ke ghar gaya padhai ke liye. Chachi apne bache ko bagal me soolake doodh perla rahi thi mai chachi ke bagal me baith gaya.. I suck in my breath and I’m surrounded by the scent of roses. The soft velvety petals caress my skin stroking down my throat, making lazy circles around my nipples, sending shivers of delight across my skin. The rose strokes between the valley of my breasts and down over my belly, across to my right thigh, down to my toes. Then very slowly the rose brushes up the inside of my thigh to barely brush against my moist, swollen lips. I moan softly and lift my hips seeking more contact but the. I heard them running up the stairs, I prepared myself to be turned back into Lucy. Talk about bathing and going out came from the other side of the room. The shower was turned on and I heard Suzi singing. She came back into my vision. Her jeans, bra, blouse and then I were picked up from the floor. She carried the items that she held into a laundry room, she dropped them into a tall wicker basket that already contained the clothes from the other girls and put on the lid. Semi darkness as I lay. I hope you ain't fucking around here girl because you're playing with more than just your own wellbeing!" she went on.I was still trying to come to grips with what was happening to me. How quickly I had been re-born as Michele, the transvestite prostitute and how quickly I had managed to revive those long suppressed seductive skills that had made men lust after me. I was thinking about the years of therapy that I had undertaken the last time I had gotten out Chelmsford. During my therapy I had.