.Mom then started teaching …. She was teaching economics….. On that day mom was wearing a black saree with golden border…… She always tucked h...r saree above the navel covering it….While taking the class the chalk fell down and mom bend to take it……I looked vicky… He was touching his penis over his pantsVicky:anandhu your mom is so sexy man..Look at her curves and structure.. Ohh..Fuck..Me:what the fuck are you talking ..Its my mom….Vicky: I don’t care whose mother is that….I didn’t want to. A moment later he returned to her, putting his hands on her breasts running his thumbs across her nipples again. He then moved his hands to her elbows, running them down the inside of her arms to her hands. He pulled her hands behind her back, China felt her hands being tied. A sense of fear started to raise within her. He roughly pulled up her skirt so it was over her hands. “God she was beautiful,” he thought. He rubbed her ass cheeks with his hand and took a step back to admire the fine view. Leslie Solomon became Leslie Wellington. In a few years, the grown-up Leslie Wellington became the chanteuse of her generation. Leslie would also become her generation’s social conscience, just as Trish became the conscience for hers.Leslie had changed into a new outfit in the woman’s restroom. She was happy with her new clothes and increasingly very comfortable with her new body. After just a few well-chosen pieces of advice from Trish, Leslie had decided that she had no choice but to be a ten. "Wow" Marshal said as soon as he saw himself. It was still the same 13 year old girl as before in the mirror, but prettier. She looked a little cuter, her breasts looked just a little larger and she looked just a little bit less like the reflection he was used to seeing. "This is so cool" Marshal told himself as he ran his hands over his female body. Since he'd been female before and more attractive, he managed to pull himself away from his explorations, reminding himself that he still.