Mere hath par halke se maar bole: Hat pagal, kuch bhi. Aise nahi karte.Main: Kyu sach nahi hai kya? Aapne kaha pehna hai?Woh mere hath ko hatate hue b...le: Kuch bhi bolti rahti ho chalo hato.Woh mujhe mere hath se pakad khud se alag kar diye aur apni janghe satakar baith gaye.Main unhe chidati hui boli: Huh, khud to besharam bane ghumte hai aur mujhe kahte hai.Papa: Maine payjama to pehna haina.Main apni choti dress ke nichle hisse ko pakad besharmi ke sath uthake unhe meri choot se chipki kali. She blushed slightly at their bold looks, but couldn't help but smile when she saw the bulges in their trunks starting to grow.Her dad and Susan had taken off earlier that morning to go shopping for the stuff they would need for the cookout they were having later in the day. Chris and his mother would attend. She hadn't known the brothers would becoming over so early, but that was okay."What time is it?" she asked."Only about ten-thirty," Steve told her, looking at his watch. "What time will. .. I've not going to talk about it with anyone."Connie looked into Cheryl's eyes, hoping for her to read her thoughts. Cheryl was examining her intensively. Their eyes met and the massage was immediately communicated. Cheryl rose from her chair and sat on her heels near Connie.Connie realized that her mouth was suddenly dry with anticipation."Thanks for keeping my secret." She whispered.Connie was breathing hard. Her heart was beating violently. She waited silently, looking into the eyes of the. I had spent the week waking up and dressing like asissy, Mistress was getting me in a frame of mind. A frame of mindwhich now matched my image in the mirror.With the toys arranged I reported to my Mistress in the living room.She looked wonderful, and the light perfume She wore added an air offirm femininity. As I curtsied She asked if I was OK. I know She wasasking if I felt I could handle what She was about to do to me. I gaveanother curtsy and said, "Yes Mistress, I am going to make You.