Tommy allowed me to take the Jack-and-Jill after which, I put on one of his t-shirts and slipped on a pair of clean fresh knickers. Nice, soft, plain,...white, cotton knickers, it was lovely to feel them. They were simple, not sexy; plain, not lacy.While getting myself sorted, my eyes fell on my jewellery box. It had been my mum’s and most of the contents I had inherited from her. I opened it and started fumbling with her wedding and engagement rings. These were supposed to go to a daughter or. Speak to me of desire, man hater, when you gaze, if but for a moment, into a man’s eyes and wonder if he may be the one to shatter the beliefs you hold so dear. Speak to me then. Do not say the words you have burned into memory. Do not say that you know desire. You know nothing of its bite on your flesh. Speak to me of desire when you have walked next to someone who will listen to your words, and judge them by their own standards, morals, and beliefs. Speak to me then. Desire turns to hope.. Barely able to even keep my eyes open I didn't so much as move a muscle as they came above me and aimed at my chest. I had seen this part before myself. Apparently, my chest wasn't as big as the chosen model so that was about to be resolved. I felt the hot rubbery material start spraying on my chest and I whimpered feeling it tighten to my skin. More and more were pumped onto me as my small B cups grew larger and larger. The weight on my chest was easy several times more than before but they. Fir mai apna hath uske chut per rakh ker ragadne laga…. Magar hath ko ander nhi le jane de rhi thi…. To mai salwal ke uper se hi use ungli dal ker madhosh krta rha ab uski chut se pani nikalne lage the…..Aur wo aawaze b nikalne shuru kr di thi…. Jb wo puri tarah se garam ho gyi to usne apne nada khol kr khud salwar nikal di…. Aur ab uski chut mere samne bilkul nangi thi…. Mai der na krte hue fauran jeb se condom nikala aur pahna…. Aur agle hi pal maine uske chut pe lund rakh ker ek jhatka diya.