When I moved toward the mirror, I felt the difference in my gate. I swayed even though I didn't try. My waist was ridiculously small given my hips and...chest. If you could have designed a fuck toy, what I saw in the mirror would be it. I paced back and forth. I was lost, didn't know what to do. How in the hell was this even possible? You don't go to bed one night and wake up a woman the next, and the worst part, I had to pee. As I stood trying to figure it out, I knew the one thing I couldn't do. 10 min tak hum smouch hi karte rahe fir me bhi joshe me aakar unhe sathe dene laga aur unke pure chehere pe kiss karte2 unke bade2 bobs dono hato se dabane laga. Fir soniya ne main dore lock karke muze apne bedroomme le gai aur mere kapde utarne lagi me bhi unki jeans aur top utarne laga ab o black color ke desiner bra aur panti me thi me unhe dekhte hi mera lund sap ki tarha sansanane laga aur mene unhe bedpar litake kiss karna shuru kar diya soniyane bi meraJamke sath diya hum donoki sase. .. I don't know. I mean, I wanted to run the race, and finish respectably, and the top third of the field counts as that, I think. I've been so focused on running this race for years, and now that it's over, I guess I don't know what comes next. I mean, it's going to seem so strange to get home and go back to school like nothing had ever happened." You're sort of a hero at home," Mike reported. "We've called back with progress reports several times, and they tell us that you're the main topic. She had a nice shape, for me anyway, not too big in the chest, probably a bit small for the youth of today, but then I’ve never been a ‘tit’ man. As I said, it was her bottom. Full, round, an almost perfect shape that jutted insolently. Her full hips flaring in almost perfect proportion from her, not to thin, waist and finishing with an up thrust at the top of her legs. And she surely couldn’t get jeans any tighter! With the lovely small dome of her tummy she was absolutely delightful. I must.