She came over andhugged me, held me close. When she broke the hug she took my hands intohers and took in my new look."You look so beautiful Johnny, yo... are a picture perfect," she said. "Ino longer think the name Johnny fits you any longer. If you had been borna girl I would have named you Stephanie Paige and I think this name iscompletely befitting a young woman such as you. You are my daughter nowStephanie. Now tell Mother what she wishes to hear, do not disappoint meyoung lady." I am. Mujhu mat sstho plzzzzzz us ki awaz sun kar maray loda sanp ki thara khadaAur phanphanay laga th a may na jaldi say apnay saray kapda uthat di ya aur us choot ko apna hoot say chomana shroo kiya mujahy us ki choot ki sugand say nacha chad raha tha may us kichoot ko choos tay chat tay apna ek hath us ki bool per raagd nay laga ab wo bhi gram ho choki thi us ki chot say pani nikal raha tha jo mujhay shad say bhi mitha aur acha lag taha tha ab wo apni choot utha kar mujhy chat nai da rahi the may. I pull my hands away and suck slowly on both my index fingers, wetting them with saliva to rub over my sensitive nipples..I blow softly on them, causing them only to harden more. Giving each nipple a few more pinches, I slide my hands back down my stomach..teasing myself around the waistband of my shorts with my fingernails. I push down my shorts as far as I can, and I kick them the rest of the way off..left only in a lacy black thong and my t-shirt pushed up above my breasts. I let my. The sound of it unzipping sounded so loud in the dark. I turned back around, facing him,and slipped the dress from my body. I stood in the moonlight, in my silver bikini, without shyness. I heard Will’s breath being drawn in quickly. He reached his hand forward and cupped the right side of my face. He all but whispered that he liked this suit almost as much as the blue one six years ago. His hand slipped down my body, down my neck, to the triangle covering my left breast. His fingers brushed my.