When I made it to Ashley’s house she was standing at the curd as she normally does. She had long brown hair that went a good 3 inches past her shoul...ers. She wore skinny jeans and a pink, short sleeve shirt that clung tightly to her skin and showed the shape of her body amazingly. Being October she would soon start to sport one of my older sweat shirts that were just a little too big on her, but she didn’t care. Her back pack was slung over one shoulder and as she climbed in she set it at her. On that day at 11 am in the morning I went to her house with a strong mentality to fuck her. I entered her house. By that time she is feeding her child in the drawing room. I went close to her & sit in the sofa. But my eyes is trying to found her breast in the covered saree.On that day she is wearing yellow color sari with green transparent blouse. The hooks of her Bra is shining from her back side. I am looking eagerly towards her. She kept my eyes looking at her breast. Then she said” Arun,. The child was no girl at all, butwas male. I was shocked. Amanda noticed and ordered him to stop andremain crouched at her feet.Stoking the boy's long fair hair she glared at me and spoke. "Mark,this is or should I say was your son. This being that you see beforeyou now is my slave. SHE obeys my every command and I quite enjoyplaying with her. However I have yet to enjoy the power I have overher. Look to her future Mark and you will see what I have planned forher."I looked down at what was my. I decided that, just for a moment or two, I would sleep.How long I slept, I don’t know, but when I awakened my sister had somehow flipped around on Belle’s withers. This naked girl was now facing me with all her nude glory on display. A feminine hand closed around my semi-erect manhood. Of course this masculine muscle filled with blood, stiffened up, and crowed like a proud rooster. Another cock-playing hand joined the first. Without seeking permission to do so, Leah the Contortionist bent over.