..tits....melons....huge andheavy like a pair of volleyballs. He groaned at the pleasure he keptfeeling as he brushed the sides of them, more intense ...hen he felt hisengorged, hardened nipples....he just couldn't stop touching them!"How is this even possible?" he gasped, realising as he stared in themirror that a bombshell of a babe was staring back at him - and thatbombshell was him! He reached up with one hand to fondle his tits again,while the other dropped to rub his pussy.Just then he. Or so it seemed to me. Nothing came of it and we went on with our lives. One day I was over at my girlfriends house and we were there alone. She was in her room and I came across what looked to be a stash of porn. It was a little bit of everything, straight, gay, bisexual stuff. Then I saw a pic of me. Really good angle with my stiff cock pointed down, a nice thick cock stuffed three quarters of the way in my ass with two other loads squeezing out the sides from previous injections, and my. ”When spring break came to an end and Malcolm returned to school sex became sporadic for Aggie. Malo could come home every couple of weeks—Rutgers wasn’t that far away. Sex with Malo was always good but because she resented sharing him with Charlotte Speaks. It wasn’t just that Charlotte was having sex with him; it had more to do with Aggie’s feeling that she wasn’t getting equal time.What Aggie thought might have just been a perverted dalliance with her son brought on by the discovery of her. Now I understood the whole thing how to lead the life. I was making a plan how to them close as they have not thought and could get money. Here at home, I wanted to be a good girl means Dad is dad how he is, it does not matter. I saw ups and downs but everything would be up now.Now I wanted to tease my father and wanted to enjoy him. In evening I did not wear leggings only wore Kurta which was till my Knees. Dad came with a bottle of drink and asked me to get the tea and snacks. So I presented.