You insert one, then two of your fingers in me, and immediately find the right spot. I moan loudly and roll my head back on you. I open my eyes slight...y and see you smiling lovingly at me. I return your smile and let myself enjoy your work on my body. You get the body wash and poof and lather it up. I feel your hands, along with the poof, return to my body as you clean me. You make sure to get every spot, and then move to your own body. You cup your hands and run water over my body, washing. What are you doing here?For a few seconds I said nothing…she again asked with a harsh tone ” kia kar rahay thay aap? I replied actually..woh bat ye hay . Ke i lost my purse woh dhoondh raha thaa .Purse? Really?? Are you sure ke aap ka purse he ghum ho giya hay? But I am sure that you are searching this one..she said and waved that mag in her hand from her back. That time i felt toooo much ashamed ..and i said i am sorry . Then she replied with a harsh tone again Aap ko sharam naheen atee? Aisee. ," as his voice was slowly trailing of. I could tell the ideas were flooding his mind. "Daddy Sam, I would like to have a new experience with you," I said, flirting a bit; rubbing my hand up his leg to the large bulge in his pants. I lean in and kiss him softly on the lips, slowly inserting my tongue into his mouth. It is so hot and his tongue against mine feels like silk, but he hesitates a bit and pushes me away. Sam is staring into my eyes with a look of lust I've never seen, then grabs me. Marionwas very open about her assumptions and gently asked him if what shebelieved was true. Sitting on the edge of the bed with her standing overhim, he hung his head and admitted that he did, indeed, long to dress andact like a girl.Instead of being upset, she sat down beside him and put a reassuring armover his narrow shoulders. All she wanted, Marion explained, was for himto be happy. She had always wished she had a daughter and wouldn't mindhelping him assume that role. His dad had.