Meine kas ke slap kiya unki gand pe chat se awaz aayi aur gand ke cheeks ki vibration wah kya vibration thi uski. Mein unki panty ke upar se hi gand c...atne laga. Unki gand ki khusbho mujhe madhoosh kar rahi thi. Waisi khushboo meine aaj tak mehsoos nhi ki.Meine unki gand ko 15min tak panty ke upar se lick kiya. Phir meine unko ek chair pe bola ghutno ke bal khada hone ko. Unhone panty utara aur chair pe ghutno ke bal khadi ho gayi aur meine kaha “Apni chuttar ko thoda failao toh” aur unhone. While touching her boobs gently, I tried to unhook her bra. But it was of no use. She helped me to get that out. And I kissed on her boobs for the first time. I saw the full grown female breast for the first time in my life. I was overwhelmed with lust. I put my lips on the uneven surface of soft mud. She was like electrified. I kissed here and there. She hugged me tightly which was positive indication to go further. I was kissing like mad. Her boobs were more grown than Pamela Anderson has,. I bought an inexpensive, tightly closing overnight case and kept it wellsecreted in the overhead of the storage shed behind our house. This was where"Janine" as I called my other self lived.Thus I grew into my teens and beyond. I had the normal interest in theopposite sex and had girlfriends and experimented with the usual sex, enjoyingit immensely. It was the sex of so called "normal" people. Itwasn't until I left school and ventured into the licentious world of workingfolks, that I learned. They're just incredibly stunning. And I... hate that. I hate the fact thatevery day I'm becoming less like them. I have had this feeling for awhile, especially when my sister went to those ballet lessons, but now ismore intense than ever."Santa looked at the letter, surprised. That poor kid was pouring his hearton that letter. Santa knew that probably, this was the only way he couldexpress those feelings. That wasn't the first time he read that kind ofletter."Santa, I know this is probably a.