Her blond hair creptup her back and back into her scalp until she had a crew cut. She felther insides start to twist and turn and a strange feeling be...tween herlegs. She felt something start to grow and something else disappear.Matt was experiencing a change almost in complete opposite. His blondhair grew down to the middle of his back, while he shrunk slightly. Hisinsides twisted and turned as he suddenly felt emptiness between hislegs. Both children looked at each other and almost screamed.. Divya – Come on, undress your wife and dress her up to be a slut or else we are leaving this place.Mayank stood up, came close to her. He undressed her saree, then removed her blouse. She wasn’t wearing any bra so her boobs popped open. The best thing about them is they’re so stiff. Mayank made her wear the bra he brought. It looked awesome on her fair skin.Now he removed her petticoat and along with pulled down her panty. She’s clean shaved without a hint of a single hair. Her now helped her. Brandon guided her into the room to stand by the bed then took her dress at the hips and started to lift it. She helpfully raised her arms in a delicate, almost ballet-like movement to help him slip it off her to reveal her nude form once more. She lowered her hands to her sides, unabashed, though Brandon barely looked at her as he draped the dress over the cheap rocking chair from IKEA that held about a quarter of her wardrobe.Finally he looked at her directly, his body scanning from her face. "I was gentle. I was slow, gentle, and very thorough. I kissed every spot and square inch of Zena's skin. She came easily, over and over, from the stimulation I continued to give her. After giving her an umpteenth orgasm, using my lips, tongue, and fingers, Zena pulled me up by my ears until I was cradled between her raised legs. After a kiss, she said softly, "Put it in. I want to feel my husband deep inside me."She didn't give me a chance to do it, reaching between us to grasp me; she raked.