John had found thatmassaging the lotions into his skin to be one of the best parts of hisnew morning toilet. His eyes had changed in hue and were now ... beautifulsparkling blue, which of course was perfectly matched by his sleevelesstop. And the final touch had occurred a few weeks ago when his voice hadcracked. John now spoke (and sang, when the mood moved him) in a melodicalto soprano. John appeared to be, in all respects, a very lovely,feminine, young woman. Which he was.This suited John just. "See? I knew you were a dirty little bitch. Ready to fuck me right here in the hall, aren't you, slut?"He whined, tried to reclaim her mouth with his. She pulled back. "Look at you, cunt! That whore-red lipstick's all smeared. Have you been sucking cock, baby? Have you already been on your knees with a dick down your throat?" I'm not..." he panted, " ... Just for you..."His lips found hers, attacked them. His false breasts were mashed into her strapped ones. His cock, bent backwards and. ” and she signalled him to remove his clothes. Abhi watching mom’s lust filled eyes, removed all his clothes. Meanwhile, Malini pulled her saree frills and then her petticoat. Both clothes fell at her feet. She came out of it. Though Abhi had seen his mom’s naked body many times, every time his mother looked new to him. He kept looking at his mom’s nude beauty.Smiling at her son seductively, Malini took his hand and led him to a flat-form like thing which was 2 feet in width and 7 inches in. She was watching me closely. I knew she had caught me this time. I handed off her coffee along with a straw. "Sorry about that. Here you go." What little of my face wasn't hidden by my mask must have been blushing furiously, because my skin burned with embarassment. "No worries!" she said, giving a tiny squeak of a giggle again. Before she turned around she met my eyes again, and they swept slowly down to my feet and back up my body, in a way that seemed not-so-innocent to me, before turning.