Aapko yeh jaan kar khushi hogi keh mein es waqt bhi ousi soch mein qaid houn, mein ne nah neechay panties pahni hai aur nah bra. Meri fingers es waqt ...hi apni choot kay puffy aur swollen lips par hein, meray hormones rampant hein aur puri fingers geeli ho chuki hein. Mein chahti houn, mein chahti houn keh Father aap mujhko chodein, meri phuddi ke andar apna mutbarrak seed bhar dein.Dousri terf se aik buht muffled aur low groaning ki aawaz nikli. Mujhay aajtak kisi ne aisa nahi kaha, mujhay ilm. After a few moments, Chris(ti) realized that Larry was asleep.Smiling to himself, Chris(ti) got up from the bed, and slipped into the bathroom. Absently, he/she picked up a comb and began to straighten his/her hair. He/she realized that his/her hands were moving automatically, combing the auburn locks into very decent shape, as though he/she had been doing it all his/her life. Feeling a full bladder, Chris(ti) stepped to the toilet, then smiled to himself. No penis to pee through. He/she turned. One was probably the bathroom. I headed that way. At the two doors, not knowing which way to turn, I glanced left.There she was, standing in front of a dresser at the back wall, shirt off and in the process of taking off her bra. Unlike with most women, with her that was a real production. Let me describe her.Her name was Pamela. She was 51 years old, more than a dozen years my senior. She weighed 265, over forty pounds more than me. She stood 6' 1", just an inch taller than me. But much of her. His reticent response to Karen's shyness was driving her crazy. She wished that she could call Paula right that moment, to get her opinion on this quiet yet maddeningly intriguing man... "Push back!" yelled the driver from the front of the bus. Problem was, there wasn't far to push. Karen moved back a couple of steps, but could go no farther. And she found herself face to face with Rocco, the front of her body now pressed firmly against his. Her breasts poked into his torso. He was several.