I stand before you — naked and uncertainly in being a female. ‘You’re kissing the hollow — between my shoulder and neck. I feel things never ...elt. You fondle me — my breasts. I look at them — seeing them for the first time in disbelief — never knowing they were so sensitive. ‘You take me in your arms — your hands move over my back, down to my ass — squeezing it roughly — ouch! You pull me close — a gasp is forced from me. You’re removing your nightshirt — I look down — seeing it differently. As that example implies, you can make any changes you want. You can wipe everything that's here already and start from scratch if you want. The house could create an entirely new planet for you if you asked for one, so no amount of gardening work is going to make it sweat. You can use the house to reshape the hills, to pick up leaves, and everything in between. -- "It's up to you how much time you want to spend working in the garden, and whatever needs to be done beyond what you've managed the. As his hands roamed all over her belly thighs pussy. I kept kneading and pressing Rita’s breasts and nipples, which were erect by now. I saw my wife’s hand onto his crotch. He held her hand as she rubbed his cock. Ravi once again lowered his lips on her nipples and began to lick and suck them, moving from nipple to the other. This brought out muffled moans from my wife. He kept going at it. As her moans became more audible. Ravi was by now, all over her. With one finger he pushed into her naked. "What do you mean?" I asked stupidly."Sex? Did you and Jill ever do it?" Well, not really." What do you mean, not really?" Well, I've never had intercourse with her. But she did give me a hand-job once in the theater." Tell me about it." Well, we went out one Friday night to the movies. I don't remember which movie." I don't really care about the movie." I had been asking her to give me a blow-job. She didn't want to do it, but finally agreed to give me a hand-job in the theater. We sat in the.