2…..3…… vah kya cleavage dikh rahi thi fir maine uska blouse nikal diya mera lund to uncle ke muh me pura tight ho gaya thaAnty ki bra me se usk...i nipple aur areola saf dikhay de rahe the me to etna kamuk ho gaya tha ki me uski bra ke upar se hi uske boobs chusne laga bra wet hone se uska pani bhi mere muh me chala jata tha ab anty ke muh se bhi avaz nikal rahi thi ahhhhhhhhh uhhhhhhh aur fir maine anty ko ghuma diya aur uski pith par kiss karne laga lekin mera lund uncle ke muh me hone. How difficult could itreally be to put on one?The struggle that ensued would be a story in itself. I nearlydislocated both of my shoulders trying to get the damn clasp closed,and even when that succeeded, the cups felt awkward. I did my best toadjust them the way I had seen Kate do it, but the result was less thanideal. Cursing and sweating, I finally gave up and moved on afterhaving wasted more than ten minutes on the bra. I had found one morereason to be glad when I would have my male form. .. As this went on for a month or two and we started having a little wine together. One afternoon, after a long week of travel, I got a call asking for some help. I changed and drove over after jokingly telling hem this will cost you dinner. I arrived to their house and found the wood splitter blew a hydraulic hose. I did ask them to get a spare before as it was a little ratty looking and fumbled in the work shed to find it. Getting the tools out Rich helps me out as Nat is getting the BBQ. "I really appreciate this" I told them as I settled in for the ride."Hey, it's no problem" the driver told me. "What in the hell are you doing out here anyway?" Oh, it's a long story. I'm just really luck you came by" We drove down the road a while, introducing ourselves to one another. The driver was a quiet sort. She appeared a little older than the other two woman. Maybe in her late thirties. Bleached blonde hair (with about two inches of inch of dark roots) pulled back in a ponytail.The two.