3-4 min kiss karny ky baad meiny bolaMein: kiss hi karty rahogy ya kuch karogy gy bhi agaye?(mein hans kar boli)Ahmed: mein tu anari ho javeria tumhei... jo karma hai karoMein: buddhu tabhi tu tmhari girlfrnd nhi haiMein phr hasty huwy neechy huwi aur uski pent sy uska lund nikal kar suck karny lagi aur kiss karny lagi who pagal hogya tha aur mery kapry utar raha tha usny meri kameez hi uteri thi k who mery mun mein hi jhad gaya meiny usky sperm bahir thook diye aur boliMein: bata tu dyty any sy. The head oval and small and sat on a very long slender neck which then sprouted from very broad shoulders. But my vision was not to be trusted and with each slight movement these proportions altered somewhat. I felt the finger pressing down on my forehead again. "My name is Zhaan. I am not going to hurt you," said the voice. It seemed to be manipulating Neela's voice and did not actually have the cadence of her actual speaking voice. I felt hands moving over my body....on my bare skin. I. Sort of a girl next door type, though with something else about her... me... that draws the eyes. I thought about pulling off the dress and examining my new body a little closer, but I don't think I was ready for that just yet. Dad told me that it would probably be easier to take it slow and easy. I guess that he'd know since he had to go through the exact same thing once before, though somewhat reversed. Dinner was definitely an unusual one for once. We all were completely quiet at the table,. A long, arduous year that had left both Cherie and I longing for something else. How Cherie had coped I didn't like to think about. She cut her arms up after her mother died, sliced herself up with a razor blade. To see my daughter do that to herself had caused me so much pain. She did it a few times and then had stopped. She took to smoking for a while, then spent one month virtually in and out of the house whenever she felt like it, but eventually she stood by me. She had helped me to live,.