" Oh, no you don't! You're a professional writer. I'm not showing you my amateur scribblings." You're the first person who's ever called me a professi...nal writer," she said."Isn't that what you are?" I guess. In the broadest, most charitable sense of the term." You working on anything large-scale? Like a novel, maybe?" Well -- yes. You're the first person who ever asked me about that, too." How's it going?" I've been working on it for three years, off and on, and I'm not even close." You want. Her figure had always gotten her a large amount of attention from both the men and women. She was 5’ 5”, 115lbs, and was built like a dancer. Her chest wasn’t the biggest, but she made up for it with her long sexy legs. Jill would always run a hand up and down one leg to arouse a man, and it worked every time. Her lips full, wet and pouting smirk at him, taunting him. The young man had noticed her and turned; she made eye contact with him and licked her full lips. Jill took a deep breath,. She released me, I gasped for air and sputtered, her excitement staining my face. I opened my mouth to complain, but was cut short as Raz leaned down and slid my member deep into her warm throat in one fluid motion, her soft lips kissing the base. Flashing stars filled my vision and my body tensed, her rough, slimy tongue dragging over the head of my penis and enclosing me in a tight, hot prison. I tried to double over but my head was still trapped under her soft backside. She sucked hard, and. I sat at the breakfast table trying to understand that machine, what I should do, or how to use it. I had plenty of money, so I really didn?t have to work.I decided to play instead, for a little while anyway.I decided to experiment a little. If I turned into anyone, and had their clothes on as well, would I have other objects that they were holding, or wearing? I guessed yes, because I had come out with the shiny gold dildo that the girl held in her hand in the photo from last night.I printed.