Dono haste hai aur fir sofe par baith jate hai. Puja, naha kar bahar ati hai. Puja ab bhi dari hui hai aur Anita, Birju ko haste dekh aur darr jati ha.... Use pata chal gaya ki Anita bhi Birju ke plan mein shamil hai ab.“Aao, randi baitho, Birju ne sab bata diya. Tum phone pe kis tarah maze leti ho.”Anita Birju ke phone mein Puja ki picture dekh rahi thi.Anita: Lagta hai ise randi banne ka shouk hai.Puja: Please Anita, mat dekho inhe.Anita: Kyu be kutiya, jab ye kutiya ki tarah ban kar photu. He said he was tall, thin and very in the closet - just my type. He said he wanted to be dominated, worship bwc, bebent over, ridden hard, and spanked while being verbally belittled. All this sounds right up my alley and he tells me that he thinks he can sneak out for a while the next day. I tell him to let me know and I’ll send him my address.The next day I get a message saying that he told his wife he would be out Christmas shopping all day and that he could come over. I sent him my address. His fingers slipped forward, climbing the curve of her breast. Without thought his hand encased her whole breast, the firmness filling his hand. As he caressed he could feel the nipple harden against his hand as her young body responded. His hand explored the breasts exquisite breast feeling their heat and soft flesh. He could feel her breath quicken as her chest rose and fell faster under his hand. His hand was now an entity all of its on, exploring every inch of his step daughters breasts. He. ” Michelle started her scowl again. “Then what?” This is really getting me curious. “I gave it to her right before we left and asked her to wear it that night. She opened the box, held it up and complained that it was too short, she couldn’t wear it. Well, it was kind of short, I think altogether it was probably about eight inches long. I told her to come on and wear it, it’ll be fun.” “I assume she did?” “Yeah, I finally talked her into it, along with a pretty skimpy top she had. Michelle, do.