Well, partially at least because there was a jungle of thick dark hair. He pulled my leash tight, bringing my face towards him. I used my own hands to...part the hair until I could see my target. It looked very much like my own. Well fucked over a number of years. Clearly my Daddy enjoyed being used as well. He smelled musky but clean. I started licking it, eating it, savoring it. It tasted incredible, it tasted like ass. I always believe people who suggests ass tastes bad have never tried it. .Main chup gya aur unhe chup ke dekhne laga.Main kya bataon doston chichi ko isse pehle itni khubsaarat maine aaj tak nhi dekha.Unka saarir pura gora tha .Chuchi bade bade latke hue the aur chuttar bhi bari aur chauri thi.Boor pura jhaanth se dhaaka hua tha.Mujhe na chathe hue bhi mere pant mein jhaar gaya.Ir chichi kahin mujhe pakad na le isliye main room lock karke bahar chala gya aur ir aadhe ghante ke baad wapas aaya jab chichi naha chucki thi.Ab taak toh main chichi ka deewana ho gaya tha. But now,he stared at his room, shock rooting him to the spot. It was his room,but at the same time, weirdly altered. It had been girlified!It was the smell that hit him first - the smell of a stranger. A girl.The posters of hot rods and fast cars that Joe had given him were allmissing from the walls. However the pile of magazines on his nightstand,the school textbooks on his desk, and clothes s**ttered everywhere wereall familiar. But everything else was different. The posters of hotmodels. She had worked for the company when she lived down in Miami and then transferred up her when her mom got transferred.I jokingly asked her if she'd model one of the bikinis. We both laughed but then she asked if I really wanted her to. I said of course. She got a hesitant look on her face but then said she would. She grabbed several suits and laid them out in front of her. She held up the first one and asked which on she should try on. I asked her if she could try them all on. She got a.