The girl from Delhi entered inside the tub along with me and the north eastern girl was preparing for next part of the massage.The bitch did bathed me...like a little kid and even held my dick and cleared it. I kept looking at her with lust and winked at her. Suddenly she slipped in the tub and got drenched in water. Her dress became transparent and she pulled her top off and now she was in a bra.Now it was time to take an oily massage and I laid on my back. I was being massaged in my ass and. I kissed the underside and gave it a quick lick with my tongue before I went on. He hadn't let grown a full patch of hair yet just a small amount of soft downy hair. His legs still had peach fuzz on them and that made them smooth to the touch. I pulled his shorts all of the way off and dropped them on the floor. I looked up at him, "Now comes the fun part", I said smiling at him. He drew his legs up and placed his hands on either side of his cock, like a girl would do when she opens herself up. Actually, it's quite possible that the whole damned dais had been rotated whilst I wasn't watching.Whatever, I was now viewing Abigail from the front. What's more, she'd divested herself of that dressing gown again. But that long dark, no, jet—black hair hung down and still covered more than half of what looked to me like an exquisite face. However, maybe because I was so inexplicably aware of Abigail's embarrassment, I didn't ask her to brush the hair aside.Someone else did however. Well .... The black latex had disappeared, and I was looking at the naked body of my sisters, from my point of view! I pinched my skin, and it really hurt, at least I wasn't dreaming.When I got up, I started examining my new body. It was just like my sisters, also those legs to kill for, I looked around, and closed the windows, in case somebody was eavesdropping on the street. With that done, I started exploring my new body, first my breasts, I slowly pinched them, en rubbed my nipples, it felt so.