He was thankful to me that I had suggested introducing stories first to Nisha. He slowly started describing her attractive features to me and how wild...she had become in bed thanks to the stories that she started reading and her inhibitions regarding blow job and 69 have also been laid to rest. But as he mentioned the thought of a threesome with a male, Nisha straightaway refused and told him not to bring the topic again. So, he wanted to know if there is any idea to make her open to the idea. I. I pounded Kamala ass hard I was surprised the dads did not hear her yelling fuck me harder boy, that it, fuck this black momma like a street whore from the hood. Shoving in and out my 14” monster white cock into that black pink lipped pussy that day I knew I would be able to fuck any slut I wanted. The next day, Sunday I see Kamala and her family coming back from church. Every one was so dressed up, Kamala in a nice dress wearing a hat, Kevin her husband in a suit and the kid 2 was in nice. I looked again. The new shape was stunning ? a real womanly figure withbreasts!At this point any normal man would have recoiled in horror, but I did not.I liked this shape. When I put a sundress over the top and put my hairup, I liked the look. The pudgy, spotty, whiskered boy was no more. Theperson looking back at me was Jo ? pretty, confident, successful salesperson, management material on the rise, admired by men, respected bywomen for knowledge in health and beauty matters, ... happy.I. " Well, let's walk over. It's not far. Nothing is." Where's Mum?" Winnie asked."Waiting for you on a bench outside the teahouse." Right. Well, you naturalists have a good time. We'll see you later." And she walked off.We started along a different path. "Am I supposed to interrogate you?" I don't know. I don't have any 'intentions' where Winnie's concerned – neither honourable or dishonourable."He laughed. "Thanks. Winnie's mum thought this was a 'meet the parents' occasion." I don't think so..