The fresh smell of blossoms and the morning breeze hit Randhir face when he entered in the aangan (court). He looked toward her daughter. Wrapped in t...in blanket trembling in pain. He came forward and sat beside her. She turned and met eyes with him. Randhir sensed her pain and touched her bare waist. It was warm against those cold breezes. “is it here?” Randhir asked.She trusted her father more than anything in this world. He caressed her waist slowly assuming the swelled area. “beti, I have. Was he just relaxing and enjoying her hot mouth? She hoped so. She also hoped that she could soon get back to where she only had to share her body with him.She loved Gary, God knows she did and it was killing her to cheat on him. For now all she could do to make it up to him, at least in her own mind, was give him the best sex she could and plenty of it. She reached with her hand and cupped his balls as she closed her mouth around his hardness and started to deep throat him."God baby, you are. For Doris, Polly and Mary this was theirfirst transvestic experience and they felt comfortable with theirpartners; like mated pairs.Jason's reaction to the incident with Knocker had changed Michele. Herheart had hardened and her infatuation with Jason was over.Michele had come to realise that men found her appealing only for herbeauty and sexuality; there was no 'love' or even loyalty. When herincestuous affair with her Uncle Bill had been discovered, Bill had runaway to Europe and left her. We both felt that sex, while still good, was getting a little routine and it could do with spicing up, we have chatted for ages about what to do and have tried a few different things. We both decided that we would have a box each, write our fantasies on a piece of paper and we would take one fantasy from each others box and arrange it but not let on which fantasy it was or when it would happen to make it more exciting. We each picked one out and when I read what my wife had written, I was.