Meri sari kahani logo ne padhi sur ise bahot saraha, muje bahot sare mail aaye, i am rellly thankful to them ……. Jin ho ne meri kahani padhi aur m...je pail kia…….Ab me apni bat per aata hu, jese ki aap sab leg jan te hi hai, reena ke us ke gher per chale jane ke bad mu ek doosri chut dhoondh raha tha, anajli aunty jo bhabhi ki acchi frd hai, me apna poora dhyan ab un me laga ne laga, mene kafi bar bhabhi se kaha, lakin bhabhi aksar yeh kah ti thi me mene teri bat ki hai, kalin unka dever aur us. Andrea does not like being around George,she told me that he make her uncomfortable,so i am sure she would have not get even close to him,leaving alone have sex with him or whatever George call fun.Nevertheless now we are all sitting at the same table and George is clearly trying to impress my wife,talking about things that he knows my wife like and listening to her with a lot of interest.He offer a bottle of champagne to celebrate our anniversary,as time goes by i notes that nobody is actually. I couldn'tsee myself. I looked around for the young woman who had somehow enteredthe room without me noticing, but she wasn't there. She was only in themirror. Then it hit me, and I stared in horror at the woman lookingback at me with a horrified expression on her own face. I passed out.When I came to, I was lying on the couch on which I had been hypnotisedwhen I came for my interview."You've made me into a woman. Why? What's going on?" I demanded.Dr. Wilson sighed. "Mr. Smith, you should have. It was familiar. Almost as familiar as the sweet sound of Abby’s snores against his chest. Oh, but he felt so comfortable right now. His fingers squeezed the tender flesh of his wife’s ass possessively. She moaned in her sleep, tilting her sexy tush tighter into his grasp. Gabriel’s lips spread into a grin even as his cock jerked against Abigail’s tummy. Bliss. Still…that sound… Helicopters. His eyes snapped open. The room was still dark, only a shimmering glow from the rising sun peeping.