She refused to give into that impulse, instead, pulling out her identification, and making sure her badge thumped loudly on his desk.It didn't seem to...faze him. Instead, he started complaining about cops in general, and the way they always seem to pull him over when he was being a good citizen and only driving five miles above the speed limit. And all of this was still be spoken to her breasts.Finally, after what had seemed hours, the computer had booted correctly. Things should have gone. My butt did still look amazing in them, but they helped hiding most of thechanges from myself.I watched TV for a few hours afterwards while lying on my bed andeventually drifted to sleep.---When I woke up the next morning, I was instantly reminded of my new bodyparts by a strange dampness between my legs.At first I thought I pissed myself while sleeping but after a quick lookinto my pants and being greeted by frilly red panties and a wet slitbetween myself refreshed my memories."Seems like. Wo ladki uskee goad men baithi apni chuttar us ke lund pe ragad rahi thi. Us ka lund uske chuttar ko spring kee tarh upar utha raha tha. Das pandrah minute tak hamaare saath aise hi khelte khelte we ladke kafi garam ho gaye, ham dono ka badan to pahle se hi garam tha hi upar se das das ladkon ke tanatanaye huwe lund dekh kar aur apne badan pe unke dwara ki gayee chhedkhaani ke kaaran hamaaree chooton men khujli hone lagi thi. Un men se meree chunchiyon se khelte ladkon men se ek ne niche chit. I arched my back yearning to feel his cock slide into my aching pussy. He just smiled and said, “Be patient.” When I thought I was going to break down and cry with need I felt his glans probe my entrance and nudge back and forth barely in me. I raised my legs and wrapped them around his hips and pulled him into me. The feeling of his cock impaling me and stretching my pussy was sublime. I could now feel his need and the long slow thrust of his member as it slid in and out of my tight wet.