It was a white colour bra .. Then I started with her lower back and wit good pressure kept massaging her ..Then after an hour of good massage she was ...inally feeling good I was still sitting on her ass and then I ask her how you feeling .. she said .. Amazing .. your hands are like magic .. I can feel butterflies in my tummy .. I said I can massage your tummy as well she readily accepted and without informing me she turned around .. Now I was sitting on her thighs and my dick was almost near. .den i saw dat uncle took moms hand in his hand..and told her that he loved her..before she could tell anything he told her that he didnt mind if she didnt love him..he just wanted to tell this to her..he also told her not to misunderstand him..he then asked her,”zulfia,will u marry me?”..my mom was quiet for sometime..then shetold..”yeh tum kya bol rahe ho..mera ek bachha bhi hain..aur tum mujhse umar me bhi chotte ho”..that time he told ammi that he jus knew that he loved her and nothing. The image in my mind started to change from a fat longhaired to a fityoung man; I felt a tingle run through my body as I let the image sinkin. I barely noticed, as my dick became hard pushing out my shorts, thepleasure in my body increasing as I convulsed in bliss.The pleasure began to concentrate in my groin and chest, as my always-sensitive nipples became erect. The image in my mind began to change.My waist started to shrink and my hips flared out. I felt my legs shiftin their sockets as my. Here's a tip: find out who her enemies were and agree that life is unfair."Yeah," Samantha sighed. "He pestered my parents to let him ride home with me. It really sucks, travelling across two states with your twelve year old." Her mouth had full lips but I recognized the frown lines that would one day settle on her face."I bet you can use a break," I sympathized. "I have a portable hand television he can use. That should keep him busy." Really?" she cooed. Her voice dropped to a southern drawl,.