Fir woh boli, “I love you, beta. Thanks for fucking me. Chal ab so jate hai.”Maine kaha, “Abhi nahi meri janeman abhi to teri gaand baki hai.”...Mom ne kaha, “Nahi aaj nahi beta kabhi aur mar liyo. Aaj meri chut bohut dard kar rahi dekh tune isse fad diya gaand kal maar liyo.”Par main kaha uski baat sunene wala tha. Maine kaha, “Ulti let gaand dikha.” Mom ne bade pyar se mana kiya par mere upar to hawas chadi hui thi. Maine zabardasti mom ko ulta letaya. Uski gaand ke neeche 3 pillow rakhe aur. When I at last found her hidden furrow, she moved her knees apart and opened herself up to fully receive my invading hand. After my hand found its goal, I moved two fingers into the channel. Her labial lips were swollen, filled by her arousal. Using two fingers, I stroked the inside of one from near the bottom up to the top, to where it joined the other. As I stroked slowly upward, my fingers came to her clitoris. It was huge--far larger than any I had ever encountered before, like a hard acorn. Isabelle pressed her claws against his bare chest, Iden arching his spine as she dragged them slowly down towards his belly, leaving red trails in her wake. The talons were even longer now, but she was just as careful with them, only ever applying enough pressure to tickle him. He felt her warm breath blowing his hair as one of her fingers roamed close to his belt.She hooked the black claw into the fabric of his leggings, tearing it open, splitting the fine material with the ease of a knife. Within seconds I had what were undeniably breasts,and they were NOT slowing down. I cupped them with my hands, which nowlooked sexy, very feminine with dainty fingers and immaculatelymanicured nails. I couldn't cup them for very long though, as theyballooned out and split over my hands. I began to massage my newboobs, and they felt amazing...just like I dreamt they would. In fact,so far, everything I had thought of with my eyes closed was comingtrue...and this was just the start.Even though.