Gunjan squeezed her thighs together. Warm pussy-cream oozed from her fuckhole, coating her fingers as she wondered if she should go into Khushboo's ro...m and wake her up. She decided not to. Tomorrow would be another day and their father would be gone again.Atharva tiptoed down the hall, and he peeked into Gunjan's room. His gut churned as he watched his youngest teenaged daughter play with herself. In seconds, his prick was throbbing, aching painfully in the tight confines of his pants. He. She said that I could simply put on a bra and some lipstick andcall myself a girl, but that in order to do the job properly I should gofrom being a man's man to become a woman's woman. I could always drop theultra-feminine trappings later, as she had done. She said that as atranssexual she had started by going over the top, but she had now temperedher style to blend in. She told me that she now never thought about herlife as dressing up as a woman - she was a woman. But she felt that for. My panties were damp and my pussy was throbbing. I squirmed a little in my seat, and noticed Mr. Wallace watching me. "We are always so grateful to have a beautiful girl like you give up her Saturday nights to keep an eye on Kevin for us. I'm sure you have other things you'd rather be doing on a night like this." Fuck yeah I do- you. I thought to myself. "Oh I don't mind. It's pleasure, er, a pleasure I mean. Anytime you want me, I'm ready." I said breathlessly. I shifted again in my seat, I. She would orgasm at a touch of a black man from now on and more importantly she would need this more than any addict needed their fix. Little did Frank know but his wife was no more she was now a BBC Whore for life.This was just the beginning for Darlene, James would continue fucking her through the night into the next day. He dropped load after load of black seed into her and after the first few hours made sure that like Master Q, he would fuck against every ounce of resistance in her vaginal.