Even while still in my underwear, the mirror showed that I wasundeniably female. If the breasts hadn't been enough to prove that, mynow flat crotch sc...eamed that I could not be considered a man in anyway, shape or form.I slowly removed my panties, and nearly passed out again when I got agood look at my form in the nude. My hips were wide, but not overly so.Everything seemed in proportion. Proportion for a very attractive girl.I could just hear mom complimenting me on my girlish figure. My. Usne ate hi mere per chue or mene unhe apni bhaho m bhar liya or bola aj se tum meri jimmedari ho m tumhe khush rkhunga or tumje rakhna khush .Saroj : Ha mere raja aj se m tumhari huSaroj : Bunty ja ek pandit ko bula la or shadi ki samgri or ek mangal sutraBunty : Ji buaMe : Or ek condom bhiBunty : Ji fufa jiSaroj : Nhi uski jrurat nhi h m maa banna chahti hu plzzzBunty sara saman le aya fer pandat ji aye or or humne shadi karli but mene ek shart rkhi k aj k bad kisi gher wali se tum koi. ..” I interrupted her by pulling her in to me and kissing her.“Don’t say it. You’ll get me to start getting mushy. Can’t have that.”“You’re already a softie, Charlie. That’s one of the reasons I love you so much. One of the reasons I want you to keep me. Forever.” This time, she held the back of my head and pulled me to her for another kiss, this one deep, long, and wet. A very romantic, loving, truly sexy kiss.“Good, God, girl. Where did you learn to kiss like that?”“Must be natural instinct.. I looked up and at him and saw his eyes full of lust, his face framed by the pink of my heels over his shoulder. He took long slow strokes pushing deep so inside me that I gasped, then withdrawing until he was barely in me at all. His self control was fabulous, he fucked me slowly, stroke after stroke, and I felt every vein, every ripple, every ridge in his cock. I felt it at my entrance, I felt it caressing and stroking my prostate and I felt it nudging somewhere deep inside me."You like is,.