If you are under 18,or are easily offended by fetish erotica, then read no further.Contents: I am a big fan of knowing what is in something before I ...ommitto reading it. So if you would like to know, this story includes thefollowing:First of all, this is a transformation/fuck fest, not a character study. Back story, motivations, setting, etc are all just plot devices to getfrom one sexual encounter to another.Breast expansion happens, albeit not as a direct change - and no, Idon't need to. Then she broke away. "When you've sorted out your video's." Where are they, by the way?" Still back at Beth's. Tim got back just as we were packing up. He seemed rather keen to return them to you himself, later." I bet he did. Dirty old bugger." Remember he's your boss."And with that and one more, no three more kisses, she was gone.I went back to bed feeling a hundred times happier.The next morning I came into my desk and logged onto my email. The first one was from Tim, 'Have you seen Davinia. So now the story begins . My cousin brother lives far from hyd city, so on any occasion they use to come to our home and enjoy and then retun back . At that time I was not so curious and not even had any intentions towards her . Later one day brother dropped my bhabhi at our home on the occasion of divali and he had some school work pending he went back told will be back in evening .On dat day she was looking gorgeous and sexy too a red colour saree which is a signal of hotness. I didnt talked. I raised up and grabbed Melanie and pulled her down into my arms as I shoved my loaded gun right up into her cervix and shot load after hot load into her accepting pink snatch. "Oh god, honey, that felt soooo good." She whispered, looking up into my eyes while kissing my lips and licking the sweat off my face. She really loved being filled…a truly natural cum-whore. I, of course, was also exhausted, as much by the intensity of the revelations as the fucking, and lay there limp and ragged and.