Although I nowhad more confidence wearing a skirt, I still needed to check myreflection in shop windows. Suddenly I realised that I was looking at adi...play of women's underwear. And that there were some knickers that Ireally liked. Almost without thinking I entered the shop.The sales lady, who I realised was probably the proprietor, was a fewyears older than me. It occurred to me that she could have been mymother, or my mother-in-law. "Hello dear. What can I help you with?" Imanaged to explain. Meri gand ke muh par hath lagte hi, us andhere me bhi wo samajh gaye the ki maine pahle se apni gand ke andar ki safaai kar li hai aur meri gand marwane ke liye tayyar thi. Iska pata mujhe tab chala jab unhone apne laude se meri chut chodte chodte hi apna lauda meri chut se bahar nikaal kar meri gand ke muh par lagaya.Main to jhadne hi wali thi ki unhone meri chut se apna lund nikaal liya tha. Lekin unhone turant hi,jaldi jaldi meri chut ka daana masalna shuru kar diya. Shayad unko pata chal. “Zombie” their mother corrected. “Zombie know what she is talking about. Zombie’s belly swell up two times before she die and become zombie.”Betty shuffled over to the stereo. She fumbled with buttons, but nothing happened. She turned around to face the girls and said “Zombie want dance. Zombie show girls danger. Girls make music come out of stereo.”Laughing, Mary went to the stereo and a fast beating rock and roll tune started playing. Betty held up her hand. “Zombie want soft music ... slow. I begin to feel the tip of his cock putting pressure on my asshole. I only speak one sentence “go slowly at first”. He replies with a sure baby and pushes the head of his cock in. I immediately feel the girth of his cock stretching my hole. I put one of my hands back to push against his hip. He moves my hand pushing slowly into me “I’ll go slow, just take it baby”. I remember biting my lip, breathing hard, and closing my eyes as he pushed deeper and deeper...inch by inch...eventually pushing.