But whatever was going on, the woman had said it was something very important to Bruce.She now knew that Bruce was involved in something kinky, but de...cided it was best to go along with it for now and see where things went. Besides, she had often fantasized about her and Bruce doing some bondage play and perhaps a little more. Maybe this wouldn’t be too bad. She felt herself smiling as she imagined the look on Bruce’s face when he finally realized that it was his bride strapped to this. .fir unho ne muje kaha k apne papa ko is ware me kbhi mat batana to maine kaha thk ha mom par uje dar lag rha ha phle kbhi kiya nhi na ton meri maa muje kiss karte hue boli dar mat beta main hun na sb kush sikha dun gi..fir mom ne muje kapde kholne ko kaha maine apne sare kapde utar diye ab bs underware pahna hua tha or meri mom ne v apni salwar or kudta utar diya bra or penty v utar di..ooooohohoo kya nazara tha meri maa jise main pehli war nangi dekh rha tha ..unke booobs buht goore the white. .Ahhhhaaahh ..Sss..,aur dhere dhere main uske gardan mai kiss kiya. Ek hat se chunchi ko daba raha tha aur ek hat uske jange ko selha raha tha woh bhi garm ho chuki thi woh bhi mere sath de rahi thi, dhere se uski penty ke upar se hi uski chut mai touch kiya, woh aaahhh bharne lage.. .Aaahhhh. .Kaya kar raha hai tum.?Maine kaha kuch nahi tum sub raho, woh- umm mmhhhh hhuuu…Hu. .Hu.. .Hu aur mai uski suridar ko utar diya aur usko utha ke usko bistar ke upar lita diya aur mai uske upar chad gaya. "Now, Trish, I expect you to keep your hosiery wrinkle-free."It was time for his first dress. He hadn't seen it before this moment. His stepmother had chosen to put his in a pink cocktail dress for his feminine debut. He was obliged to raise his arms while the dress was carefully lowered into position. He experienced the totally feminine feeling of his rear zipper being raised before the halter top was snapped behind his neck.He stepped into a pair of strappy pink pumps and found his balance.