I wanted to bark to reply but just nodded my head. I didn’t speak a word because dogs don’t speak a word. She took a handful of popcorn and threw ...hem popcorns on the floor. ‘Eat.’ And she giggled with her eyes full of mischief. Some of the popcorn landed near her feet and she used her toe to push some popcorn towards me. ‘Know what? I think I like feeding you popcorn.’ And she laughed. I redoubled my efforts to act like a dog. Sniffing, chewing just like a dog. I even shook my hips as trying. They would be ferried to the station in small batches and they were to stagger their journeys and avoid drawing attention to themselves; I did not want anyone to wonder why this obscure branch line was suddenly flooded with gorgeous women.I also warned them about the side-effects; the weight gain, the loss of body hair, the raised heels. Not only that: for some years, although not permanently (I was taking Albert very much on trust here), their periods would stop and they could not become. " Christy turned her hips left, right, at that. Then she leaned over and gave him a kiss. She pointed at Harold,"You, I'm gonna fuck." Then she sauntered over to her brother, leaned forward with her arms on his shoulders. "And you take a good look at the titties you've been trying to see." John sat, stared, stared more, he reached up and touched, just barely. Christy slapped lightly at his hand. "Now, now, I'm your sister." Christy joined me either side of Britney. We took turns, I. As Sara felt Angie’s finger slide inside her, she moaned, “Oh God yes!” and leaned her head back to enjoy the feeling of being consumed by a girl. The feeling was intense and intoxicating. Sara felt her vaginal muscle wrap sensually around Angie’s finger. It was a feeling that she would never forget. So much better than when she fingered herself. As Angie slowly began to move her finger in and out of Sara’s hot moist cavity, she heard one of the girls behind her say quietly, “Damn, I’m getting.