…you know how to squeeze breasts….dear press my boobs more hard…….yes….I like it…. And I went on exerting as much as pressure onto her fir... and tight breasts.as I kept on increasing my actions on her boobs, My erect hard cock was getting pressed and rubbed against Prema’s soft, silky, fleshy and thigh. . Feeling my erect hard cock making its vain effort to enter into her door (pussy),She again moaned and sibilated in the same way. After some time told me “… dear it is too much…. Aab bardasht. “Sorry,” she whispered, “I’m just looking for a hair tie.” She found it and sat next to me on the bed. I could feel her hips pressed against my legs. She was putting her hair up while complaining that she can’t sleep with her hair down because it gets tangled up. I could smell the beer on her breath from where she was stealing sips from the adults. There was just enough light coming in the window that I could see perfectly the shape of her body where the t-shirt draped across her. I could. 'I thought a little about her questions. 'Tonight has been an incredibleexperience; wearing different clothes, I've become a different personentirely - moved into a whole new world - and everything looks differentand feels different.'I gave each of them an enormous smile. 'Then there's the exhilaration ofpeople not realising the truth. Those blokes that came in a few minutesago, and they all clocked every one of us, and I knew exactly what theywere thinking.''You must have dirty mind,' Brigit. But I noticed my skinwas softer, I had much less body hair growth, and I didn't need to shavemuch anymore. And the hair on my head was growing out like gangbusters.My breasts had become much more prominent; they were C-cups now. Myhips had ballooned by four inches, as well as my waist was two inchessmaller. I was 5'10", not tall for a man, but at the top height formost women. My feet and hands were also smaller. I dropped a couple ofshoe sizes, and my glove size went from large to medium. .