5″mota to jarur hota hoga aur supada ka golai lagbhag 3″ke aas pas hoga jiska kinara kuch jyada hi ubhra tha,mujhe dikha kar bola dekho jaisa hai,...ai sukhe halak se bola yar tera to gazab ka tagda hai,to bola keu tera aisa nahi hai kya?Lao dekhu jara aur mai kuch bolpata ke mera zip khol kar lund bahar nikal kar dekha aur hairat se bola bas itna bara,mera lund uske lund ke samne bacha sa lag rha tha,mera lund ko do ungli me lekar bola,bhala itna chota lund se bhi koi aurt santust pa sakti. It's when a boy a girl --"I know what it is," I said. "R-really?" It seems like the only way." As she spoke, my aunt lifted her hand off my crotch, and used it to push her panties down off her hips. "Clearly, all that sperm has backed up into your brain and made you bad." As she pushed the panties down her stockinged legs, past her knees, and began to wriggle them down her calves, her tits landed squarely in my face. I cherished those several seconds for all they were worth. "And the best way I. Let me know what you think We went a week without getting back in the machine. There was something about it the change that was strange. The night after the reveal we laid in bed thinking about changing, but we realized that we could almost feel the bodies we had, although we had changed back for friends that were in town. We had talked about changing all day, but for some reason, laying in bed naked, looking at each other, we simply couldnt do it. Every night we found ourselves in the same. She was lookingquite a bit thinner. It was really strange to see the difference thatwas presumably from a change in her posture. I patted myself on theback that my theory was correct.However she still had her little turned up nose that was about amillion miles from my beautiful straight one, and straight dark hairbut even that was longer now, and fuller."What you doin'?" she asked in her ridiculous thick Birmingham accent."Minding my own business Turnip," I said, "and watching TV. What areyou.