Main gayi or unka lund fata-fat apne muhn mein le liya or chusne lagi……….bhaiya ko maaza aane laha……..ahhhhhh…haan sonam………….pooor... andhar loooooo………..haan……ahhhhhhhhhh…kyaa baaat hai………..ahhhaahhaahh……..suman dekhti rahi…………bhaiya mere stano ke saath khelte rahe…….aur main unka lund muhn mein leti rahi……….phir bhaiya ne kaha suman abh tum aao……..suman dheere dheere aayi or usne bhi mere bhaiya ka lund poora andhar le liya…abh wo bhi unhe chuppe dene lagi………..phir use bhi ye sabh karne mein. .With a sigh and after my pleading, She relented, and allowed me to bend down to plant soft kisses on her mound for a short while, while she told me my cock wasnt good enough for her pussy,, eagerly looking into her phone checking if her message had been opened yet.She didn't touch my cock once.Instead she eventually, almost reluctantly, encouraged me.. It had felt like an age since the last time she had."Well come on then... wank", continuing to finger her phone, flicking through pics she had. But all these feelings vanished suddenly?And as I looked I saw and felt that I no longer had a penis? that my waist was no longer forced into shape by a corset but was wasp-like on its own? that my breasts were now real and hung heavy on my chest, even bigger than before. My hair felt real against my cheeks and suddenly something entered me. And as I craned my neck again I saw the shadow was now fucking me rhythmically. She was in my vagina. The unreality of the situation did not matter to me. ..do you?" She asked point blank. "Not that I have much to compare it to even if I saw it," she added. "But I am curious now...especially after what mom said. Do you think it is...in comparison to other guys?" she asked honestly curious. "You can't be serious here!" I retorted trying to laugh it off. "How the hell should I know? I don't run around looking at other guys' pricks either you know!" The problem was, I had to shift in my seat, my erection now giving me fits as I sat there. With the.