Aunty – ( hairan hote hue ) kyyaa baaakk rahaaa haiii tuuu kyaaa . yahaaa se nikallll ja mai teri pehali galti samaj kar maafff karti hu …..Hi dos...o main fir aa gaya hu aapka dilip meri puri kahani iss walo k formet me fit nahi ho rahi hai is liye mujhe 4 part me story likhne pad rahi hai . to fir hum kahani me aage badte haimain- sahi hai ab tujhe uske paas jane ki jarurat nahi hai q k ab tere chut ka ras to mera lawda hi nikalega .Wo jhat se door ho gayi aur boli .aunty – ye paap hai mai teri. That evening, as I kneeled between Jim's thighs with his cock between mylips for the second time, I tried to focus my mind on accepting myselfas Marissa. I knew I'd be doing this over and over, so I had to find away to alleviate the humiliation. The answer was in accepting myself asMarissa. I was no longer Mark in a dress, or Mark forced to be Marissa.I was Marissa and I had important duties in this house. I was pretty,and sweet, and both Mary and Jim appreciated me. This is what was. She: Forces fully agreed. Me: Where is olive oil? She: Inside the wardrobe. Me: I went and get the oil. And I lifted up her T-shirt. She wrapped T-shirt till her boobs and didn’t let me see her boobs. I was feeling WTF! I started to do massage and she slowly started to moan.. haanana haan ahaan mmmm. I slowly started the move towards her breast area. She removed my hands and didn’t let me move. I tried .. I tried and tried to get reach the soft world. She rejected.. and I felt bad and my face. Dave Sarget was just an ordinary looking middle age white guy. We sat down and mom started negotiating. She told him what vehicle we were looking at so he could get the price sheet. Mom started way below my number. After about ten minutes, mom finally told she would give him $11,250 but that included all tax, tag, and title. Before we left, she had gotten a signed offer sheet, and left him with a deposit check. We’d come back tomorrow evening to finalize everything.Once we got home, mom called.