I remove my hand and cover your legs with your dress just as we pull up outside, i pay the driver and follow you to the front door.Once inside you gra... me and kiss me hard, your hands fumbling with my clothes, my jacket and tie are thrown to the floor, my belt and trousers are unfastened and let fall before you unbutton my shirt and your hands run over my chest I peel the satin off your shoulders and down over your arms, your breasts and nipples heaving as you try and get your breath, i drop. Both of them were a bit overweight and age was taking hold but they tried.The guests soon arrived, about 30 people. Very wealthy and powerful people! Very rude and horrible people! Ian and Chrissy were almost ignored to start with. They were lowly people in the eyes of everyone, simply there to serve.As the evening progressed drinks were flowing and it was lively. Then it begins! A few of the guests were getting frisky! Then came a loud voice that silenced the room. "Where's our fucking. I sat up just as Gaynor came back, her phone in hand. She sat back on the bed, pressed a couple of buttons and then handed me the phone. “What about that?” The picture was of a thick black cock, lolling against a muscular thigh. “God, that’s some dick, Gaynor.” “It is,” she agreed, taking the phone from me and clicking more buttons. “Look here,” she said. What looked like the same cock was now in side view, proudly sticking out. Horizontal and very long. Gaynor pressed “play” and I watched. I never thoughtI'd get my body back." You're the real Dee?" I asked."Yes," she said, nodding. "Well, my name's Dedra, not Dee." And that means that Parthenia is in this old man's body?" I asked."Yes," the old man snorted. "Again, I might add. I had it traded in fora younger model. And a female one, at that."I turned to face the Eight. They were still pulsating and alternatingbetween crossing their arms and spreading them wide."What about the older man? Can you put him back in his body?" His.