Whitehouse was still close. Martina raised herselffrom a prone to a sitting position and in her girliest voice said: "Ooh,Mr Whitehouse, you seem ever...so flustered. Is there anything your maidcan do for you?" What, eh, I..." said Whitehouse but the growing bulge in his trouserswas the signal Martina had been waiting for."Here, let's loosen you up," said Martina and with that she swiftlyunbuckled and unzipped Whitehouse's trousers and yanked them down."Ooh, what's this? Someone's very pleased to. She closed the door.She: (Speaking to herself) Uffff…mai kya karu. koi aa jayegaMe: Ab aa gaya hu to jaldi jaldi karte hai.I held her and started kissing. She gave way to my tongue. I laid her on the bed and started pressing her boobs over the blue nighty she was wearing and kissing. She was tensed but reciprocated. i kissed her over her neck, chest, waist belly over the nighty. she started moaning. i started licking in her neck and shoulder and took my hand to her pussy. she had small breasts.. "Have it your own way, my Princess. I'm quite sure your Uncle Sterakwill have a few, possibly interesting, ideas of his own once he seeshow pretty you've become."Tarik gasped. The mere thought that his own uncle might possibly wantto marry him or, even far worse, bed him was simply appalling. Hefelt as if he were going to puke."I think I shall take my leave of you for the moment, Princess. Younow have much with which you must adjust. And you also have much toconsider before your uncle arrives.". Naturally I was invited to go, but seeing my opportunity, I made up and excuse about being tired and my stomach upset. I watched the car pull out of the driveway, my stomach in knots with excitement. As soon as their tail lights disappeared I ran for my bag, digging to the bottom and pulling out my things. A few minutes later I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror admiring the new me. The nightie was a babydoll, it parted open down the front and revealed my smooth, flat tummy.