Uski gaand bhari aur faili hui thi. Jab woh chalti to uski gaand yun hilti jaise pani se bhare hue bade bade market hil rahe ho.“Jijaji ye match to ...gaya hath se, ab to India nahi jeet rahi.” Us ladke ne bade niras andaj mein sofe par hath marte hue bola.Main samajh gaya ki woh Ankit ka sala tha. Tabhi Ankit ne bataya ki woh uska sala Bipul tha.Fir Bipul ne kaha: Jijaji, chaliye carom khelte hai, aaj to uncle bhi hai to hum char ho jayenge.Woh ladka zid kar raha tha. Ankit ko manna pada aur. Others will maintain that I can't bea woman as I happened to be born with a penis or that I only want tomasquerade as female to follow some fetishistic obsession with women'sclothes and underwear.I say I'm Clover, I'm a woman and bollocks to anybody who thinks theycan tell me how to live; and bollocks to Lennie for making me feel likesomehow I can't wear my uniform skirt to work. (If I was being honest,years of ingrained, subservient apologies for being an uncomfortable,social conundrum were. Her pussy was warm and omitted a sweet musky aroma as I held my nose there for a few seconds and as I pulled away I looked up to see Mel’s eyes shut and head back, it seemed like she was biting her lip.I spun her around to look at her magnificent arse, now I am a bit partial to a nice arse and Mel certainly had perfection written all over it.“Hmm” I said softly as I looked at her soft skin, “Daddy, why don’t I sit down and Mel kneel in front and put her head on my lap so you can get a better. Midge smiled a huge smile. “I’m so happy for you Barbie. What happened next?” Barbie went on to describe how Ken had slowly made love to her. How he had thrust with a perfect cadence. How he had used his thick hard cock to tease and build her up with feelings never before felt. How they had kissed deeply and let their hands roam each other’s firm taut bodies with unbridled desire. How he had known just where to touch her to take her higher and when to slow down to keep her on the precipice of.