.tum bhi co op karo.To vo boli thik hay to mene kaha ek kaam karo me apke sare kapde nikalta hu..tum mere sare kapde nikalo..to usne sare mere kapde n...kal dene ke baad. Mene kaha rupal tum pls bed par ab let jao or mene uske boob ko chusna chalu kiya or uske boobs chus raha tha to usko bada achha lagta tha..fir thode time ke baad mene uski chut ko chatna chalu kiya to vo bahot hot gai or siskiya nikalne lagi…aahhh…..ohhhhhh. Aahh… Uuuuuuuoooo… Aaaaahhh.Mene kaha rupal ek kam kar hum dono 69 me. " Debbie paused as she reached out to take her mum's hand. "You deserve it mum."Her mum gave a self conscious little laugh. "He wants to take me away." She eyed her daughter worriedly."Excellent! You could do with a holiday, where does her want to take you?" It's a world tour, lasts about six months."Debbie sat in total shock. "When?" she finally managed."Next weekend." Her mum looked at her anxiously. "Should I go Debbie? What do you think? Would you be all right on your own here?"Debbie. Now, Debra was very pretty, I'd seen her in bikinis for many years, and, yes, I had closely observed every curve of her lovely, shapely body. I was a male, after all, and her's often was the image I had in my head when I masturbated.We were laying there close to one another when she said, "You know Brian, we've known each other for ages and I've watched you grow up, but, in the last year or so, I've really gotten excited seeing you start to become a man."A man. Wow, that's really cool coming. "Only three things left sweetie. Then we are off the main deck to meetyour mother and the others," Maria said.The first was to truss me up. The ribbons from my waist sash were tied inlarge pretty, but oh-so-firm, bows just above my elbows, bringing in myelbows next to my waist. Then the ribbons from my wrists were attached to"D" rings on either side of my neck bow's collar. Together with thecunning limp-wrist-making gloves, I was helplessly bound in the mostclassic prissy sissy-boy pose.