Mai 6’2″ height ka bht gora banda hu n modelling bhi karta hu,aur bht smart hu..jo story mai aapko batane ja rha hu wo ek real part hai meri lyf k...a,lekin haan jb ye sab hua tha tab mai us ladki k saath sex nahi kar paya tha..uska naam tha simmi chauhan,height hogo koi 5’5″ aur rang gora..fir to pta nahi ausa par dikhti gazab thi aur machak boobs the..dane hamesha khade rhte the uske..hua ye tha ki june k season me hamere ghar k peeche k ek room me ek bandi rehne aayi thi…ladkiyon me shuru se hi. ?Then I saw those ?laughing? smileys appear on the screen?lots ofthem.? I felt sick. ?OK shiteater, turn around and bend over its time to add the maincourse with your cigarette salad. You will shit on the plate and do it now? I got up from my knees and the pain from the beans in my shoes shotthrough my feet. I turned around pulled down my panties and let the remainingshit I had in me fall onto my cigarette salad then I turned and showed it to myMaster. ?right then shiteater time for lunch? he. Beneath him, Veronica drank in her own appearance. From this angle, herbudding breasts now somewhat obscured the view of the rest of herfeminized form. She could make out the sea foam nail polish on her daintytoes, noticing that one of them had chipped and would require maintenanceafter her morning ritual had concluded. Above her feet were two freshly-shaven, toned and tanned legs that stretched for miles; the kind of legsthat any man would drool over, and any woman would be proud to. ”“You may have won the battle, little sis. But I’ll win the war.”Savannah snickered under her breath and disappeared into one of the bedrooms.The hallway felt like it was closing in on me as I stood there, unmoving. If I listened closely, I was able to hear the sounds… everything that disturbed me; noises I never wanted to hear again.I made my way back down the stairs and out of the house. I needed air and I remembered that my luggage was still in the car—couldn’t change if I didn’t have a.