Priya: ha ye theek hai main tumare sath chli jaugi or aajaugi.Main: ok g. dance ki prectice kr lo.Priya: ok tum mere bahut acche fnd ho or mera kitna ...hyaal rakhte ho. thanx dear.Main: your welcome Priya main bahut khush tha ki priya mere saath jayegi fir clg main priya se main mila usne mujhe hug kiya mujhe ab lg rha tha ki vo bhi mujhse pyaar krne lgi hai fir maine use dance karke dikhane ko kha vo maan gye or usne mujhe dance karke dikhaya oooo yr vo kya thumke lagati thi o god mera man kr. It was like we could tell what the other was thinking. Just holding and kissing each other was words enough. A little while later Mom and I were standing in the pool hugging and kissing when Mom wrapped her legs around my waist. I put my hands on her ass and she started rubbing her pussy against my re-hardened cock. "Should we try and see if this fits inside me?" "I would love to fuck you Mom" Mom reached between us and took hold of my cock and guided it towards the entrance to her pussy. She. However, as she was holding onto the other side of the door, the sudden impact from the open door threw her off her balance and when I tried to catch her fall by grabbing her, momentum dragged me along with her, before I knew it I found myself ended up in that position ( Hazel straddling atop of me). +++++We sat in awkward silence as we started our dinner meal, I was carefully nursing my swollen cheek while Hazel ate mutely with her face red with embarrassment. Both of us avoided eye contact as. I even thought of leaving Amber to be with Devon and now the cruel joke was on me as I would never have either one of them again and it was clear they had me eight ways from Sunday. I opened my closet to find Devon had replaced every stitch of male clothes save for one pair of jeans and shirt that were in there with female clothes or ridiculously humiliating outfits. There was a life size Tinkerbelle outfit, cheerleading outfits, French maid outfits, a beer garden waitress outfit, leotards,.