Couldn’t even blink. Then… the whole nightdress was deftly pulled over my own head and shoulders and my universe was plunged into some kind of swe...t smelling semi-darkness. For a second I couldn’t believe what had just happened but then reality hit home and I had to concede that I’d actually joined Simmone INSIDE her nightie! But that’s not all. With a ravenous urgency she seized a hold of my head and thrust me face-first into her divine, heavenly scented cleavage and began to massage her. My camera would capture everything and with each explicit statue she made for me, she would realise she was mine to do with as I wanted. Of course, this gradual transition to ownership ends with the climax of the victim’s complete nakedness and so, finally, Gemma’s body was totally exposed to me. As I ask – or command – a new piece of property to spread her pussy, or her ass cheeks, or hold her tits up for inspection, neither of us can deny the transition is complete: My camera captures a body. Fir mein un logo ke sath bed par beth gaya tha. Mene sirf apne sarir par toliye lapeta huya tha. aur upper part ki body khuli thi. Fir madam ne bola, meri dost ko apna hatiyaar toh dikhao, who kab se machli huyi hain hatiyaar lene ko. Unke huuby toh saal mein 2 mahine ke liye hi aate hain. Fir toh use bahar se kisi ko bulake kaam chalana padta hain. Fir mene apna lund toliye se bahar nikal kar unhe dikhya. Abi woh shaant betha hua the, kyunki achanak door ki knock ki wajah se mein gabhrah gaya. I had seen her this way many times so I wasn't particularly shocked. But she continued to undress, slipping off her bra and tossing it on the bed."Tell me, Brother, do you think I have a chance to catch a boy with these boobies?"I mean, what could I say. About the size and shape of grapefruit halves, there were these two gorgeous knockers in front of my eyes. I felt my rod stiffening involuntarily. "Uh, Sis," I murmured, "don't you think I'm a little too young for such displays?" Huh? Oh, my.