.. and you grab the package the best serious grip here you say ... we look at each other I approach slowly we eat the mouth, your hand does not releas... my package that massages it through the pants, my hand has gotten under your shirt leaving those beautiful tits at my reach, I play with it with my hands, under kissing your chin your neck, I reach your nipples I pass the tip of the tongue making circles, I give them soft bites, drawing circles with the piercing of my tongue one of my hands is. She begged me to lick her so I lay down on the blanket and she straddled my head as I began licking at her wet cunt through the nylon of her pantyhose. As I licked her, pushing my tongue as deep into her cunt as the sheer nylon would allow she began to moan with pleasure and soon she was grinding on my mouth as she came. I could feel her juices flood her pantyhose and lapped up as much of them as possible. She said she wanted a hard cock in her cunt and looking at each of us she decided that. Mom finally brought me some soup for dinner, and we both cried as sheheld me in her arms. I wanted to be strong for her, but I kept sobbingabout how I didn't want to be a girl. She told me to go to sleep, andthat we would talk about it in the morning. Tuesday December 22Three days before Christmas, and I am walking around like a zombie. Sois Sarah. At least she doesn't have to deal with a sex change on topof her parents' divorce.Mom took me to see a doctor this afternoon. It was a woman, and I. Aur us ko bed pe dhakka mara…Sali…kya mast chuddakad randi dikh rahi thi…pura badan sharab se bhiga hua..khulle bal bikhre hue…sanse lete hue..uski puri chati aur chuchiya upar niche ho rahi thi….aue apne chahere se madak aadae karte hue..muje chodne ke liye invite kar rahi thi…Me..Sali..lund ki pyasi…bhosadiki…burchodi…..aaj to apne lund ki pyas buja dunga….bahut tadpaya hai tune muje….haramjadi….Me..apne kapde nikal ke uske upar tut pada….shakeela ke chahere ko pura chata…uske lips ko chus.