I immediately moved my foot a little which made him jitter.He immediately pulled his hands back, but in hurry, my saree also went up to knees by stick...ng somewhere on his fingers. He must have felt the smoothness of my hairless and fair body. He stood up and looked at me for a second and our eyes were locked. He went to bonnet again and was doing something.I was sitting on driving seat when he called me and asked to show some light from mobile to the place where he was working. I switched on. Laura was on the brink of orgasm so I slacked off the attack on her clit to hold her right there on the edge of an orgasm. I started to insert my fingers in her sloppy open cunt and to hell with starting at just one. Four fingers met very little resistance and using only her natural lube, I pushed my whole hand inside. She was warm and very wet but still not tight at all. In my mind I compared it to sticking my hand into a bathtub of warm water. I went back to sucking her clit and started to. She slammed down hard onto the slanted table, the cuffs digging into thesmall of her back. Her breath exploded out of her and she sucked air back intoher lungs. His footsteps sounded loudly in the room as he walked to the sideof table and tilted her to her side. She felt the metallic embrace of the cuffsreleasing one tender wrist and then her hands were drawn upward by his strength.Her arms were stretched outward, drawn so far up she thought they would popfrom their sockets. Each tendon in her. I was in awe at how feminine my back was, but at the same time Irealized the process of my feminization was unfolding on another, muchmore intimate level. When Mustapha held me in his arms and kissed my belly(which I now thought of as a full-blown sexual organ), I felt as if someentity was growing inside of me. I felt as if I was pregnant. Not with areal baby of course, but with a vortex of tender, motherly love churninginside of me. My belly, although distended, was warm and smooth at.