Scooping her bum, I lifted her on the table, unkempt bush bulging below the tummy barrel, baby within. With a neat little finger hook, her pink parted... and arrived a view of her treacherous thicket of pubic hair. Already in the middle a few hairs were matted with juices, tossed together in a river of molten vaginal slime. She moaned into my ear with a sensational smile on her lips. A twirl of a button, a zipper zooming, and my prick sprung to her panties. A hand folded upon my fur, her chin. After she had slipped her blouse off I noticed the welts on her shoulders from her bra straps, and said, “you poor thing. You’ve wearing the wrong size bra. Here let me help.” Tossing my bra to the chair, I knelt behind her and slipped the straps off her shoulders and unhooked her dainty bra, all the while her holding the bra to her breasts out of modesty. I said that there was no need for that because we were both women and I had what she had, as she gazed at my breasts. Sitting behind her I. "You were right on the edge of a transition."She shivered with cold and fatigue, and as she realised what had happened she looked up at him anxiously. "My aunt," she stammered. "She visited me today, and she said something to me, that..."She shivered again, and James guided her to her chair, and shoved her gently into it."Sit down, and wait for a moment whilst I fetch you a glass of water."He took her coat from the coat hanger in the corner and draped it across her shoulders."Thank you," she. “I’m going in. You can join me if you want.” Jack didn’t respond. He kept looking at her strangely. Holly strode to the deep end and jumped into the water. She felt the T-shirt float on the surface an instant before she sank. It gathered at her ribs just under her breasts. Her ass was glaring white between the tan skin of her waist and thighs. She left it exposed as she swam under water towards Jack, wanting to give him a good view. When she came to the surface just beyond him, she found the.