.. fun, sort of ... but kid ... kid spanked me ... liked ... treats me ... never felt like ... love ... lust ... fuck good!... } She stood up, aware t...at she was using muscles but no idea of what she was doing. Pulling on his hand she got all the way upright, Paul moved behind her and grabbed her crotch. Now, standing behind her, her ass suddenly alert to a man pushing against it, his hands slowly opened her, opened her so she could look at herself in the mirror and was shocked at how wide her. She yearned to be made love to by a man, yet she was not ready for the emotional attachment of a long-term relationship just yet.She sipped her wine and scanned the business card she held between her manicured fingers. It had been given to her by a female colleague and friend; a woman of means, who had quietly yet forcefully encouraged her to call the number on the card some night when she found herself alone for the evening and in the right mood for some zesty adult fun. That particular. As the clothing dripped down around her like wax from a candle, her breasts began to react, growing, swelling slowly in my hands. This was one portion of the transformation I always enjoyed, watching and feeling the breasts swell from little mosquito bites into something that could properly be called ‘pert bimbo melons’. They grew and grew and grew, swelling far past a C, into a D, then a DD, and even further. Perfectly shaped and natural looking. She whimpered, flushing bright red with. “Yes, can I help you?”He turned to see a beautiful woman standing behind him , she must have appeared out of no where. He didn’t question her , he was too lost in her beauty . Her hair was a dark shade of brown, her skin a flawless olive color, and her eyes were dark green almost black. Those were her best feature , the eyes , they hypnotized him, left him speechless. “Yeah, I’d like to donate some blood.” he told her“ Great” she said “ Follow me to the back , have a seat.” She pointed at a.