There was also the set of pots and pans that I got for Christmas last year..’ ‘Coffee? Hot cocoa?’ I interrupted again, trying to get some sort ...f friendly conversation from her aside from the spreadsheet of what she wanted. ‘No thanks, look I just want to do this, get in, get out, no drama.’ She said standing up and coming around the corner to the kitchen where I was busy putting some Swiss Miss cocoa into a cup. ‘Well baby, we can at least enjoy our time together. I mean you could have. I also noticed that her body had changed, she had breasts and little hair in her armpit. Though I did not feel anything sexual about all this but while playing, if I touched her breasts by mistake, she used to become very shy and I also used to feel very guilty. Though we were very close to each other, yet we did not bring all these matters up, and even I did not put much thought into it. One day, as we were playing hide and seek in her courtyard, Reema and I hid together behind the servants’. ..' Harold answered '...turn off the lights and lock the doors behind you when you leave...' Daniel walked past Harold as Harold stepped over to where I was cringing. Harold's penis was not as thick as Daniel, but hung almost to his knees. I was shaking and trembling as Harold stood over me and said '...here suck my dick some, let me see if you suck as good as you fuck...' I shook my head "no" only to have Harold grab my jaws and pinch them till my mouth open and Harold pulled me to his crotch. He had them feel and grope and agree how real everything actually was. How firm yet soft their tits and ass cheeks were."It is all flesh, gentlemen."No plastic or silicones allowed in King Fink's realm. "Silly cones," he called them.However fake their delicious balloons might look, they were real. They swung real, they bounced real, they felt real. It was the irrefutable trademark of BimboTech perfection.Fink smiled modestly at their praise. They hardly tried to hide their amazement. Or their.