Uhh...who know me through that name.??So shameful,? Rita softly chided. ?It?s almost as if you neverwanted to be a man at all.?Brian lowered his head ...hamefully...but he then felt Rita?s fingerlift it back up. When next he heard her voice, it was right in frontof him. She was so close he could feel her warm breath as she spoke.?Fortunately for you, I love boys who want to be girls,? Rita cooed.?Do you want to be a girl for me, Brian? I know how much you want toplease me, after all.? Rita. O aakar darwaja kholi to dekha ki mom ke bade-bade boobs dikh rahe hai. Usne saya ko boobs ke upar bandhe hui thi jo bhigne ke karan saf saf dikh rahi thi. Maine unhen dekh kar muskura diya to mom bhi muskura di. Phir main nazar hatakar aage badh gaya. Phir mom naha kar aayi.Mom ghar me aise hi sirf blouse aur petikot me hi rahti hai. Bra nahi pahnati hai, blouse low cut rahta hai jisse boobs ke darshan hote rahate hai. Blouse se nipples dikhate rahate the. Phir humlog khana khane ke liye. " It was fair. So Ipressed the 'play' button. The movie was Meet Joe Black. As it startedI grabbed a small bowl of strawberries and some hot chocolate syrup. Iwas dipping them in the chocolate. I looked at her; she looked like shewanted some. "One grunt for 'yes,' Veronica, two for 'no,'" do you want some?" Shegrunted once. "Well, that could be tricky." I paused the movie, got upand threw a few strawberries and a some chocolate syrup into a blenderand made a rather gooey smoothie, I. I smiled and unzipped my pants when she suddenly stopped me. “Not yours,” she said.I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Then whose?” I asked.She took a sip of her wine. She was on her second glass, and wine always seemed to make her horny. She looked away dismissively and shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. You choose.”When we returned from our vacation, there was no question that we would continue swinging with others. We were hooked on the adrenaline rush, the thrill, and the naughtiness. The question.