Lisa is a girl and loves to show it," she smiled. "Well, seeyou later. Have fun."Lisa went inside and started looking for the girls. After finding tha...they weren't in the living room, she went upstairs."Hi Lisa," they said, when she entered their room."Jessica, you've got your princess dress on!" said Lisa. "If I'd haveknown, I would have worn mine." We're not princesses either," said Kelly. "It's just that its a specialday for Jessica and she wanted to feel special." I've been a girl for a. This habit stopped after a few years but "stockings" were destined to come back into my life in a traumatic way.Here begins the story: at 17 I was a really cute boy: cute face, perfect body, two slender and smooth legs naturally with no hair, perfect ass. Always sensitive, gentle in behavior, I would say feminine for sensitivity but absolutely nothing gay and/or “gay’s manners”We had a nice house in Lavinio near Rome where the family used to spend the whole July and August.Among the most. The pictures were in 800x600 format and of super quality; they detailed the story of her rape, first she was held down on the bed by all four of the men, then they stripped her out of her few clothes. One of the first thing I noted was it was my big-busted girl who had been their victim; shame I had plans for her myself. As I was thinking that, I cursed myself, it wasn't her fault she was being raped, now was it. I don't suspect a girl with big tits like hers was going to be a virgin anyway, so. And I observed my saali watching my thick penis and also getting wet in her pussy. I thought half of my work is done.I went and inserted my penis in her pussy and starting giving hard pushes. Initially my saali started resisting “Jiju stop its very big and paining”. My wife also shouted “Honey stop, you are not inserting sperm and you are fucking her”. I said “dear I need to reach climax, wait for 2 minutes it will be done. And saying that I started kissing my saali all over her navel, neck and.