“Fuck,” Chris groaned. Her back arched. Her tits bounced before her.Cum spurted from her dick.White arched through the air and splattered on the g...ound. Thick, white drops forming a line leading back to her. Another and another blast erupted. Pleasure surged through Chris. Her pussy clenched, juices flooding down her thighs. Her knees buckled beneath the pleasure surging out of her.“God, yes,” Chris groaned, loving being a futanari right now.The blue hitodama danced through the air, making. Iglanced Mike out of the corner of my eye and noticed he was having asimilar reaction.Samantha blushed deeply before sitting down. "Thanks," he managedquietly."You really are beautiful," Mike finally managed. "I'm jealous." Ifelt like I'd won the lottery when I heard him say that, because I knewwhere this was going.For a few minutes Samantha tried to convince Mike that he would be justas pretty and Mike tried to convince Samantha that he was an ugly trollin comparison. But it ended with. He was my school buddy and we were in the hostel together. After school he joined his fathers business and I came to my home town. We were in a very bad financial state as my father wouldn’t work and a time came when we had to sell off our house to save ourselves. That is when I had asked help from Ajay and without any hesitation he had given us the money to save our house.I was so thankful that I didn’t wait when he invited me over to his plush farm house in the suburbs. I hadn’t seen him for. But with a 6 feet height, you can get easily recognized. A couple waved at me and I was stunned to see a lady with him.He was a normal 40-year guy, little white hairs and little bald, a potbelly enough to match a 4-month pregnant lady. But the lady was good. She was 33-35, fair and a typical milf figure. We just chatted a while.Since the place was crowded we decided to go in Fergusson college. After sharing some of the normal chats, he left us alone on the pretext of taking a stroll. We both.