Using my other hand, I slowly unbuttoned my white blouse and fingered the lace around the top of my bra before forcing my hand further inside, to feel...my soft, swollen breasts under the material. I moved two fingers across my nipple and started to feel excited at how erect they felt. It felt so good to touch between my fingers and slowly massage. I started to push my head back and let my long brown hair fall towards the desk as I moved my hand over both breasts and play with my hard nipples.. He stood at the door while she went back inside to grab her purse and then opened the door for her. ‘Well Marie, are you ready for our date?’ ‘Oh Henry, of course I am.’ ‘And what time does your father want us home,’ he asked. ‘Well, not that it really matters but I figure we better get back by ten p.m., anything later and I think our children may be sending the police over to our house to check on us.’ ‘Okay, I’ll arrange for us to get home by 10 o’clock sharp,’ Henry said, opening the. One again not giving much time to adjust to the position he thrust into my pussy. I just had most of my fist up that cunt yet its as tight as when I met you. Shit always so fucking tight. He panted. He pushed into me until he was all in, nearly touching my womb. He then started pounding into me with all the force he could muster it seemed. My clit slit into my pussy hole with every thrust, giving even greater pleasure and bringing me to the next orgasm within seconds it seemed. He continued. Finally, when she showed me the mirror, I couldn't believe it. Staring atme was a beautiful Indian bride. No one, and I mean no one, would havethought I was a boy then. My heart suddenly started beating faster and Ifelt a little giddy. Never had I thought I could make such a beautifulgirl.Rita looked at me and squealed with delight. "I knew it. I always knewit. You were meant to be a girl. I can see it in your eyes. Now kneeldown and thank me."I kneeled and kissed her feet, leaving a lipstick.