. You don’t need to be a brain surgeon to give me a hand here… or are you a Saint Quentin quail, ma’am?” She sat on the sofa, sat up straigh... and took off her blouse. I saw some incredible breasts, those you wish to suck. This mature got on her feet and stripped, naked, completely. Fuck the duck!! If this had been sweat hog I had fucked her anyway, like the porky waitress I once fucked to end up exhausted. Her eyes were now full of lust as she saw my hard on, and we hugged kissing. Mere mata pita bhi aamantrit the hum se milne ke liye kyon ki agle din hum hamare honey moon ke liye videsh jaa rahe the.Main party ka poora varnan na kar ke sirf itna bata dun ki party aadhi raat tak chali thi. Main apne maa baap aur mere pati ke maa baap ki khushi dekh kar khush thi. Dono hi pariwaar hamari shadi se khush the.Hum apne bedroom me aaye aur thodi si thakaan feel kar rahe the.Main boli – Hum jaldi so jaaten hai taki subah samay par uth kar samaan bandh saken.Wo bole – Theek hai. We are going to the spa, a little treat forhelping me out, on the way there..." She moves over to her desk andleans down opening a drawer, "You can wear either a bra, panties orheels, I'm holding one of those options in my hand now.. if I guessright, I get to tie a string around your sissy cock and lead you to thespa by it, deal?" Y.. yes Mithtreth Thorne," I stammer, blushing, excited.. and prettycertain what she'll have picked, which is want I want her to havepicked. Part of me wants to be. Memories of regular buzz cuts warredwith memories of washing my waist length hair with cucumber scentedshampoos and spending 15 minutes every night brushing it until it shined.The new memories took root. I refastened my pony tail."While I'd be partial to the mix of colors between red and blue on thecolor wheel my favorite color would change regularly, like my moods," Ityped."Question 5: If you were a girl... what color would your hair be?"I chewed the inside of my lip for a moment in thought,.