Me uske nipple chusne laga or chut me ungli bhi kr rha thaw o boli ha avi chuso or chuso kha jao inhe wo pagal si hoti jaa rahi thi…fir me dhere dhr... niche aata gaya or uski nabhi ko chumne laga wo aaahhh…uuummm ki aawaj kr rhi ti fir me uski choot pe aaya or kya mahak aa rhi thi uski choot se bilkul pagal kr dene wali,,,10 min. Tak to me uski choot or gand ki khushboo hi leta rha fir me uski choot lick karne laga or apni jeebh se chtne laga uski choot se itni garami mehsuus ho rhi thi ki mani. I finally managed to spread the same legs my father has spread on the same bed.Finally I managed to make the same woman my dad made as woman of the house. I am squeezing the same breasts my dad squeezed and my mother used to feed me as a baby. I am enjoying the same body I shared when I took shape in her. I am reaching the same inside of my mother where I was spawned.I am kissing the mouth that had given me guidance, sweared on me and encouraged me. It felt great, that I am using the same woman. She took off her shirt too. "I just figured that if we can get good exercise, maybe you can lose what little weight you have to get those jeans on better." "My caring brother, doing every little thing for me," she smiled. "So how do you wanna do it?" "Whatever's more comfortable for you." After a moment's hesitation, she braced her hands against the walls on either side of a corner mirror and leaned forward so her ass was facing me. "I don't know how sturdy these walls are, so you'd better not. Mistress took a box out of her bag and said to the princess "leave the room, take off those disgusting boy clothes and put on what's inside the box, now". But the princess was scared and didn't know what was in the box and wouldn't move. Mistress knew she'd have to be punished if she didn't do what she was told so she grabbed the back of the princess's hair and pushed her head down, until she was bent over and made the sissy princess put her hands on her knees, while roughly pulling down the.