”“I just want it red, my little slut,” Clarence said.The next morning Lucy showed up bright and early and knocked on Clarence’s door. She stoo... before him with her newly dyed red hair, a short black skirt, a blue silk blouse with a zipper that was unzipped to show off her lovely tits. She wore black high heels that made her legs look long and lean.“Come on in, Lucy, and close the door,” he said, looking her up and down. “Bend over, Daddy wants to see what’s under that skirt.”Lucy turned around. Is baar aunty ne mujhe dekh liya. Tab main slowly usko follow karne laga. Kareeb 500 meter ke baad ek gali mein aunty uske ghar ke darwaza khol rahi thi.Tabhi maine horn diya, aur aunty ne firse mujhe dekha. Fir main uske ghar ke paas jake u-turn lene laga, aur usi waqt achanak opposite ghar se kisi ne mujhko pukara. Dekha to wo ghar mere door ke rishtedaar chacha-chachi ka tha. Maine unko gaon aane ki sab story batayi, aur waha se baahar aa raha tha.Tabhi marwaadi aunty seedha andar chachi ke. With the strapundone I held the bra against me, eyes locked on his for a long seriesof deep breaths; then it joined the dress at my feet. Anton watched mestill, his eyes flickered to my bare breasts - perfectly natural andwell shaped by the years of female hormones I'd enjoyed. I'd never havebecome a stocky person, even had I not followed my heart andtransitioned, so my smallish breasts looked prominent and proportionateon me. I'd loved those long months watching and feeling them grow.Finding a. “Why did you have to be so fucking big?” she groaned, holding herself still with my help, as she gave herself a break. “Because your so tight,” I breathed, this felt unbelievable, “it was meant to be.” She snickered, looking down to see nearly half of my cock buried in her impossible tightness. Her legs began to quiver all of a sudden and I took more of her weight as they gave out. “Vikki, come on now! I-I can’t hold you forever,” I told her in a strained voice, a days worth of swimming.