Me to dekhte se pagal hogaya or mene unko kas k gale lagaya or lip kiss dene laga puri tounge adar daal k suck karne laga or unke boobs b mere sine se... tight dab rahe the jisse mera lund b ekdum tight ho gaya tha or bhabi k chubh ne laga niche. Bhabi ne ek haath niche daala or mere lund ko pakad liya jisse ki mere badan me current dod gaya or me to pagalo ki tarah bhabi ko kiss karne laga or unke boobs dabane laga bhabi b josh me aachuki thi or wo b pura sath de rahi thi..Is bich hm dono palang. All focus goes to that wicked place of pleasure. Lust has taken over and all my dirty, kinky sexiness completely overpowers my mind. The sounds of us fucking are all I hear. The sound of your thick cock pumping in and out of my wet pussy causes that delicious squishing sound. Fucking fantastic! The sound of skin slapping against skin or even better, the sound of you ripping the top of my dress open so my perky tits tumble out.Oh, and don't forget the moans coming from both of us! I mean damn!. .not her former son Michael.The rest of my HS career was a fun one. I had been mainstreaming moreand more as Molly with growing confidence. Becky and Amy grew closer asgirlfriends, with their inner needs bursting with the desire to tellthe world of my new persona. During that last year I would get theusual stares, due to my hair change and noticeable thinned eyebrowsetc. Again, it was brushed off as "Oh yeh...that faggot/sissy..." Butno physical problems...just the little taunts and stares.My. " Yeah. I'm still unpacking all the goodies in the medical bay. You won't believe our good fortune! Uh Kyle, meet me in the astrometrics lab." Sure." He was there a minute later.Brianna walked over and kissed him. "I want to remind you I owe you a lifetime of apologies for not completely trusting you."Kyle nodded and smiled. "And I'll probably spend my entire lifetime deciding whether to forgive you. In the meantime though, want your feet petted?"Brianna laughed. "Oh, I love you!" I love you.