She came on every cock that stuck her through the hole from the sheer thrill of it, whether they were big or not, whether they lasted long enough was ...never a concern. Every time they came inside her and she felt their load run down her quivering thighs. I knew how many that was because they all passed me in the hallway to enter the booth next ours. Unbeknownst to me earlier, when you enter the center booth, a blue light comes on in the store to let the "customers" who are browsing know that. She got back to her table and continued to drink a beer, until spotted her husband dozing in a sofa… too much alcohol. Party should be over, she thought, and began to collect glasses, jars and bottles, and then bring them to the kitchen. Marcos followed her into the kitchen where she had turned her back to him while washing dishes in the sink. He complimented her:‘Oh, Raquel, I’m staring at your buttocks now and they’re as succulent as thei’re ever been. I wish I’d be that dress to keep stick. Aunty : come to the kitchen.( I followed her to the kitchen)Aunty ( pointing her finger to the cap of cylinder ) : gas is leaking from here. Can you fix it?I : I will try.( I tightened the cap nicely. Gas leakage stopped. Aunty appreciated my effort.)Aunty: you are a very nice man.Kitchen was so hot that I was full of sweat. She noticed it and took me to her bedroom equipped with an ac.Aunty : dry up yourself. I bring a cold drink for you.( she went away leaving me alone. I laid on bed and soon. After five months, I was to all outward appearances agirl. I was now less than 5' 4" tall, and weighed about 115 pounds. My hair was down to my shoulders, and definitely blonde. My face was cute and feminine,my body was fantastic, and my tits were huge. I'd already graduated to an I-cup (or what amounted to one. My last few bras had needed to be custom-made.) At the rate I was growing, I didn't think it'd be more than a week before I had the J-cup I'd asked for. I was more and more fixated on.