.Aap log meri pichli story ‘mummy ko mili har badalne ki saza part 1 and 2 ‘padkr ye jaan hi liya hoga ki kaise mai panty boy madarchod bana mere ...ad k ghr chhod kr chale jaane k baad meri mom dusron se chudwane lagi aur mai aksr unki chudai dekhta tha mujhe bachpan me hi mere tau k bete ne apna lund mere muh aur gaand me de diya tha jiski vajah se mai unka panty boy ban gya tha aur fir baad me unhone mujhe aur bhi logon ka panty boy banaya aur mai aap logo ko apni mom k baare me bata dun unka. And quite possibly even the state."What are you going to do?" Mark gasped out while Jill and Karen juststood back."I don't know," Brandon admitted, shaken by the whole thing, "I don'tknow..."But even as Brandon stood there, trying to make sense of what hadhappened to him and knowing that he would have a LOT of problems becauseof it, he didn't really feel as worried about it as he thought heshould. In fact, a part of him seemed to whisper that it might even be agood thing. There was a part of. Tergend langzaam richting mijn kruis, eerst nog voelen aan mijn tepels. Je raakt mijn pik niet aan en ik probeer zo te draaien dat mijn pik jou wel raakt en dat lukt maar half. Je gaat je langzaam uitkleden en je maakt mij helemaal gek door dit op een ietwat strippende manier te doen. Je rondingen komen tevoorschijn en je tast en wrijft over je lijf heen. Je borsten kneed je even en je haalt je vingers tussen je schaamlippen door en laat mij de geile geur proeven.Mijn pik is inmiddels knalhard. As time went on I dressed many times without hitches, which know one asfar as I knew was any of the wiser.It was two years later now, I had left home, got a small flat in Londonand worked in an office, I still had my clothes and when time permittedI would dress and stay dressed all evening, putting all the skills I hadlearnt from my sisters into practise, I had kept my hair long andacquired quite a lot of female clothes, dresses, skirts, blouses, lotsof underwear as well as lots of shoes.I.