He then sketched the plan for the rough-hewn wooden table. A fuck table.Dimensions: Just wide enough to hold a woman's back! Oh, make it wide enough s... she can rest her arms. This width would make it look different from your everyday household table. It would look magical. Height? Cock height! For all that stand up fucking. But he foresaw a small problem. He was 6'5" tall, Ben was 5' 10" and Jerry, 5' 8." An adjustable top! But no electric. Too modern. A hand crank setup. Piece of cake. He. She had been through similar situations enough times to master it. Just a shift in her mindset, and she was a wanton whore yearning to be filled with throbbing cocks and gushing semen. By the time the second dog had finished, she was drifting in waves of pleasure and was feeling disappointed when his knot plopped out of her loose cunt with a wet popping sound. Seconds later two more dogs were fighting each other for their turn, and it wasn't long before another hot dick was boning her dripping. Her face changed and contorted as facial hairfell out, the jawline reshaped, teeth changed, lips swelled, and cheeksreshaped themselves. Her voice cracked and shifted to a high soprano,as the two saw the hair fall out of her chest and stomach as it swelledfrom a B to a C, then past D to E, F, and finally a G cup, strainingher shirt in the process.Mark took the pink kryptonite and handed it to Karen, and she nodded toher, as Karen super-sped another lead box to Mark.Alone with the confused. I noticed that she's standing in such a way that her butt is sticking right in Michael's face. And I see Michael looking while trying not to look like he's looking. She gets some drinks and serves everyone except Michael. Then I noticed that the top two buttons of her blouse were undone, I couldn't see anything from my angle, but I'm sure that Michael was getting an eyeful as she leaned over in front of him."Charlie looked at her aunt in horror. "Aunt Pat, you shouldn't be talking about this..