Mangali aunt was recently married for the second time and has three kids. She was just a normal looking lady in her early thirty with slim body. They ...were involved sexual activity and were sharing dirty jokes.They were playing with their private parts. My sisters were all done in two minutes, I entered the room. My two cousins were worried that I saw them masturbating and enjoying and I was there doing nothing. They tried to manage me something.They were talking, what to do for him?Mangali. She opened her eyes to show they were large and a vivid shade of green. "C-cold," she said, shivering."I know. You were caught in the rain. I found you, and brought you to my home."She looked confused. "Who are you?" she asked."I'm Greg Nash; and your name?" I'm Trinket."That was an unusual name. "What's your last name?"She shrugged."Where do you live?"She shook her head. "I don't know."I ran the water until the tub was full. I let her stay in the tub for as long as she wanted.She had stopped. Meanwhile, Our sweaty and sticky bodies rub against each other. The feeling of another girl’s body in contact with me really turned me on. We completely forgot what was happening and started to grope at each other’s bodies. With our bodies all over the other, it felt so erotic especially when we were in our neighbor’s lawn. I started to climb over Rose’s body and I kiss her on her lips. Two of us gave each other a passionate kiss with our tongues interlocking together. Our breast were rubbing. She didnt inspect it further until after her first few orgasms. When she finally wasnt crazed with the feeling of jacking off her clit, she held it in her hand and realized her mother was wrong. Emilias genes had been mutated after all. There was a knock at the door. Emilia? It was Bianca. Whatre you doing in there? Are you okay? Emilia panicked. Her mutated clit was still hard, with this much length it stood up like a regular mans dick. Im fine, she said, pulling on her panties and shorts..