I started to notice that all my grandfather'sentries were from the previous days and from what I could make out itlooks like a lot of transformations ...r something like that. All I couldmake out were the words estrogen and testosterone.Chapter 2: What happened last night. As I was reading or at least trying to read my grandfather'sjournal entries I was trying to recreate a formula my grandfather used,but I was not having a lot of luck. Apparently the estrogen and thetestosterone were blocking. Damn girl is he still alive or you give him a heart attack? They all giggled. Ok well we’re on our way home see you in about a half hour. Love ya and she hung up. Kara looks at me, told you it was ok. She started stroking my cock. I was already hard again. We got a half hour! Wanna fuck my ass again? She jumped up and leaned against the window sill looking into the driveway. Standing I want it standing! I stood behind her and slid my cock in her cum soaked hole. Oh yes daddy fuck me fast and. He’d strut out of his room naked and head to the kitchen for something to eat. It never fazed him that I saw his freshly used semi-erect penis hanging out. He didn’t care if I heard his animalistic grunting and his headboard banging against the wall either. Come to think of it, I hadn’t heard him depleting our damage deposit in months.Feeling incredibly hot and bothered, I desperately needed to cool down. I adjusted the water to a lukewarm setting. That oughta do it.I hopelessly tried to forget. She looked up at him through the spray of water and placed her lips around the knob of its head. She bobbed forward until the entire length was absorbed in her mouth. He could feel her tongue lapping at the length of him. She withdrew and looked up as the head slowly exited from between her lips. “You taste like pussy,” she said, grinning up at him. “You don’t have to,” he told her, not sure how she’d react to the taste of herself on his meat. “No, I like it,” she said. “It’s like tasting.