I told her I was going to fuck her and I was going to fuck her good. She kept trying to stand up and I needed her bent over. I untied her arms and tie... them to the other legs. She was tied to the table and nowhere to go. I went and got my belt. As hard as I could I slapped her ass. She screamed in pain but I told her this is punishment for spitting on me. I called her a whore and a bitch each time the crack of my belt on her ass sounded. Her ass got red and raw. I slapped her ass and gave her. I felt like a teenager who just discovered what making out was. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in closer. With each kiss, they began to get rougher. I felt his tongue slip into my mouth. Our tongues began to dance around in each other's mouth. All I knew was that I wanted to be on top of him. Which he did then pull me on top of him. He was strong, but with a soft touch. He ran his hands up and down my back. Then down to my hips and to my ass. He squeezed my ass, and then moved. But suddenly my legs froze when I saw Bhabhi in towel nursing her damaged hair in front of mirror. Oh my god! she was looking damn sexy. I was stunned and got so horny that I lost control over my mind and moved toward her. She noticed and smiled but said nothing.I went on to hugging her from back and said “you are looking so sexy, Bhabhi.”Pushing her hips against my cock she said with smile “Hmmm.. thank you! BTW your intention does not seem to be good”I was breathing hot on her neck. I slowly. "She, as we must now call her, didn't know why she said that, but itseemed just right."I can see that dear, with your long blond hair, girlish body and thosepanties, you can only be a girl." Yes," chipped in his sister, "you make a lovely girl and it's muchnicer than being a nasty boy. We can go shopping, talk about girliethings and be ever so close, now." Let's get you dressed," said practical Mummy.In no time, Michelle, as she was now to be called, was dressed in one ofher sisters dresses and.