M baad wo kisi goan me jane laga waha sirf khet or mango ke farm they road pe thode thode duri pe ghar fir jatin ek kachi sadak ki or jane laga or wah... ek juna sa goan me hota he na esa makan tha aaspass koi makan nhi tha jatin ne bike ghar ke pichey le gaya me bhi apni bike ek jagah rakh ke ghar ke pass dekhne lagaFir me dhime dhime ghar ke pass gaya muje dono ki aawaze sunai de rahi thi khidki me darare padi thi me khid ki me se dekhne laga raju or rima dono baate kr rahe they jatin ne. My sondidn't like his report but we cold tell it wasn't what the doctor wantedto say.The Doctor told us that he wanted my son to stay another day forobservation and then we could get go home. By that time it was late andvery tired. He gave us our own room and shut the door. We changed and Inoticed that my son had become very feminine. If I didn't know he wasborn as a boy then I wouldn't even know he wasn't anything but a girl inthe first place.I changed into my night gown. He went into the. Her hand strokes over my head a few times and she gives me some soft kisses on it. I`m wondering about it but don`t say anything.Then her hands slip down slowly to my chest and she`s kissing me in the neck. It feels good!A certain part of me begins to show how good it feels. There is already a little bump in my shorts.I`m afraid mom has seen it already. She takes off her hands for a few seconds and has them on me again. She had opened her dressing gown. Now I feel something soft and warm on my. Greg was ordered to take his time so she could get acclimated to that size. Wincing but anxious, she encouraged him to sink his weight down on her until that massive meat filled her rectum. "Ouch! Hang on! Hold up a minute!" She pleaded. Clenching her butt cheeks around it a few times was a technique to help stretch her asshole. Greg proceeded slowly while holding onto her ankles. If he thought her pussy was tight, he really received an awakening with the snug fit of her anus. Nancy was.