From that point my ‘personal time’ fantasies evolved quickly. Not only would I read porn and wank, but I started to use moisturiser to make the lo...g slow strokes I loved more pleasurable.From there I progressed to baby oil, and I’d adore coating my cock and balls making them smooth and slippy. As I fantasised about whichever gorgeous beauty was that month’s playmate, my oily fingers would start to wander and before long they were dipping in and around my anus, imagining what it would be like. Ravi started to take off his shirt and dhoti and threw it away. He was in his black underwear. It was his turn. He spun and it pointed at me.Ravi: Tom why don’t you go and take off your mom’s blouse.I was really happy hearing it. I went rubbed my hand on mom’s back. It was so soft. I slowly unhooked her blouse. Mom raised her hands. I took that blouse off her. It was my turn. The bottle pointed at Neenu.I asked her to take off her t-shirt and shorts. Neenu started taking off her t-shirt and. " His face contorted as he realized what he'd just said. "Wait! That's not right! That's a girl's name, and I'm a girl! No! My name isn't Alison - it's Alison!" He was nearly ready to break into tears. "What have you done to me?" What do you do for a living, dearie?" the old woman asked sweetly.Alan felt his mouth opening. A giggle came out. "Why that's silly!" he heard himself saying. "I'm a model. A special model. For men's magazines. And I dance for men." Even as he spoke, he heard the voice. The redhead removed her clothes, leaving on just her spike heels, and after a moment of hesitation, I stripped down to my heals, as well, and tossed everything else into the corner.As soon as Kit took her top off, I was in awe. Her five foot nine, slender frame looked like a work of art. She had high-set, conical-shaped tits, that swayed and giggled as she moved. Her long red hair came to her shoulders. Her green eyes and full red lips, along with her soft creamy white skin was a very powerful.