The white transsexual lived a couple of hours away, but had come into town for a show at one the local gay bars over that weekend. She came to his off...ce in the middle of the day on a Thursday. Quinnell quickly gave his secretary the afternoon off. He spent the rest of the day plowing Beatrix’s tight boipussy and playing with her huge boobs.He had enjoyed busting a good nut while banging the shemale slut on his oak desk. The place was a mess when they finished. “You should stop by my room in. But either way, I just wished it wouldhurry the hell up and get over with. I was tired of waiting, not tomention lying in bed being sick.At one point I had my blankets folded awake, revealing my changed bodyso that I could stare at it. It certainly didn't look like mine, nor didit feel like mine. Of course there were still the aches, tingles andslight patches of numbness as well. However there was no doubting thatit had definitely changed.While I had been in bed, my new boobs had gotten a. Riya n uske hath pakad liye aur kaha k please yaha nhi.Bhikari b man gaya, phir bhikari riya k pero p massage karne lag gaya, bhikari ka lund pura hard ho chuka tha bus uske pajame m s niklne k der thi. Bhikari massage karta karta riya ki pussy tak pahunch chuka tha per usne socha k nhi pussy k touch nahi karna chahiye …Per ab jo hua bhikari uspe yakin nahi kar saka, riya n apne pero ko choda kia aur apni pink penty utar k kaha ki please yaha p bhi ache s massage kar do, bahut pain ho raha. I believe she had begun to like it. She was getting curious. She held her left hand over the shoulder of her elder sister. She leaned towards her and whispered something to her. And this frightened me and I distanced myself from her a little and kept gazing the other side. She wore a salwar and with the heavy wind that came in from the window her dupatta (linen wrapped over the shoulder) kept repeatedly falling right in front of my waist. This time as she tried to grab it and put it back on her.