So she said...we will have one big bash...for both of us.l asked who was coming....not to many,as l want it close nit....Joan and John....ok l said.Jo...n is moms sister,lve not seen her for years...she is nearly 60...looks like mom, and John...who is Liz,s partner....well l say partner...its like on/off...kinda relationship....he likes to play around....be one of the boys.what time do you want me to come around?...l said to mom....about 7,as l will have to set things out..by the way...we will be. Aur bahar blouse aur petticoat pehene hua tha. Phir woh petticoat ke upar se hi apna lund daalne laga.Woh ghus nahi raha tha. Bahut try karne ke baad uska lund thoda ghusa aur meri cheekh nikal gayi. Phir usne aise hi mujhe thodi der choda. Phir kapde utaar ke chudayi ki.Ab woh thak gaya tha. Uska saara lund ka pani mere bobe pe daal diya tha. Ab mein nangi hi so rahi thi aur mere bobe poore geele the lund ke pani se. Itne mein humaare coach ka gate kisi ne slide kiya aur wahan doosra ladka. My heart started racing and the tingling intensified again, probably because the exercise that the struggling required speeded up my system, and the change process along with it. I actually felt the growth increase, my stomach filling out in one big round ball that stood up just visibly over my breasts, which were now beach ball size and rested heavily on my chest, spilling into my armpits. I could feel my pelvis lifting as my ass grew still larger. My arms were so thick that the flesh of my. His juices were leaking out of me. I told him that I simply HAD to go clean up, but he grabbed me and told me that there was really no need to clean something that was just going to be used again so soon. He held me, and I pointed out that the clock was rapidly approaching ten o’clock, but he told me to get my priorities straight, and we started a bit of a one-sided wrestling match, in which I more or less participated for the sole enjoyment of surrendering. That’s when his cell phone rang. At.