“ “ achha.. ji.. boliy.. kaya baat hai.. “Actually mujhe aapko kuchh dikhana tha.. aagar aap free hon to.. mai apke papa ke bare mai bahut kuchh...jaanti hoon .. aur unko expose karne ka yeh ek achha mauka hai.. voh aaj park Royal mai kisi ke saath maze le rahe hai.. agar dekhna chahti ho to vahan pahunch jaao .. mai tumko Room no bata deti hoon unko wahan pe pakad sakti hoo.. “ “ tum jhuot bol rahi hoo.. voh aise nahi hai.. mai apne papa ko jaanti hoon .. samjhin . “ nahi tum unko nahi janti. I didn’t have time to waste looking and dived in with my tongue.I licked from the bottom of her lips up to her mighty clit then started swirling my tongue over and around it, before lightly sucking it in to my mouth. Mom gives encouraging moans of pleasure and I could feel her gyrating her clit up in to my face.I sucked and licked on her clit for a good five minutes, listening to mom whimpering then slipped my tongue down between her lips and found her old love hole. I pushed my face tight. He was relatively handsome. While the nerdy professors taught math and science, the ones who usually were found teaching history and philosophy seemed to be much more masculine and rugged. This guy had a very ‘Indiana Jones’ feel to him. He was passionate about his field of study, but seemed like he was passionate about anything he was involved in. After class one day, I knocked on his office door and he called for me to enter. I turned the knob and pushed the door open. ‘Hi Professor Jansen,’. So although I posed for pictures in the demeaning outfits shebought, I steadfastly resisted her efforts to carry things any further.As my body became more and more femmish, however, I found work at theoffice starting to get a little awkward. My long hair required carefulstyling to maintain a masculine appearance, and I found that my voicewould rise and crack at odd moments, like a teenager's. My clothesbegan to misfit me oddly, loose at the waist, but tight in the seat asmy waist narrowed and.