Jab vo dhake marta to Saira utejna se cheekh padti.” Kaisa laga mere lund ka swad teri makhan jaisi chut ko beti?” Yousuf ne poochh liya. Ohhhh Ab...u…Badi bhookhi hai meri choot, aapka lund pura kha chuki hai meri choot Abbu…… aur sali meri choot kutia aur mang rahi hai, sali chhinal …Abbu bahut maza de raha hai aapka lund mujhe,,,chod dalo apni beti ko Abbu” Saira na jane kia aap shalap bake ja rahi thee. “Abbu chod le apni randi beti ko……tera lund mere bachedani se takra raha hai…………….. chod. We stepped outside. I immediately wanted to rush back into thehouse as I was afraid of people seeing us."Don't worry Cindy, you're a sexy lady."That was my new name. I used to be called Charlie. What had led me tobe dressed this way you ask?As we walked I was careful to imitate her short strides, to keep my chestout and to glide. Caroline had trained me well in how to walk like awoman.I was constantly conscious of people looking at us. Would anyone guessthat I was once a normal man?It was. He simply continued to lookinto the eyes of the foal.It wasn't until he felt a heat in his groin that his attention turnedfrom the foal. He looked into his trousers and noticed that his penisand testes were shrinking inside him."What's happening to me?!" he shouted.The pain was searing. If the sight of seeing his masculinity disappearwasn't enough, he felt his clothes tighten: he was growing larger, acold sweat now covered his face.The foal stood and watched. He could only guess what she was. I chewed and swallowed the last bits, and begged for more, like I knew I was supposed to. I felt like such a filthy little whore! " Eat what's on the other foot!" You ordered. " Lick and kiss the pile, first!" I brought my tongue to your pile of shit. It looked like a swirl of chocolate cream. I pretended it was, and started lapping at it with my tongue, licking and kissing it. "Now, finish your meal!" You pushed my face into it, with you're other foot behind my head. I chowed down on the.