Daphne could make some lucky man a wonderful partner, but I doubted she had ever gotten the chance.My escort stopped just in front of me to make intro...uctions.“Daphne Bergendorf this is Lord Terrance Wellington.” He said it like he was reciting Holy writ. Daphne smiled at the formality of the old guy and very nearly giggled. That endeared her to me, immediately.“Lord Wellington, may I present Miss Daphne Bergendorf, of Haifa Israel, and her parents, Sylvester and Simone Bergendorf.” He stepped. "We both have something to look forward to."I sucked him hard. He was maintaining, and I was just sort of keeping the interest up. We were both watching the action on the floor. Trust me, this is a lot more interesting (and exciting) than any film or videotape. Mom was facing us and doing what they call a Reverse Cowgirl. This is where the guy is flat on his back and the girl mounts him wile facing his feet. It's great if the guy really likes your ass.The other advantages to this position, and. "Gimme y'purse," he demanded, and I tossed it to him, watching for an opportunity to do something useful.He weighed it in his hand. "Good," he said. "What'chu got in the box?" He pointed toward the pack horse behind me."What's left of the lady's husband," I said, hoping he would turn his back. The other two were sizing up the woman, whispering and guffawing with each other."Widder are she," he laughed. "We likes them jus' fine, don' we boys." He laughed again and spat. "Who y'joshin'?" he. He felt his newly formed vagina loosen. Memories of childbirth rushed into his brain. Tucker didn't care though. His eyes were fixed onto the face that was now warped fully into his mother. His enlarged nipples brushed against his shirt as his chest pushed out, sending a rush of pleasure through his body. His nipples grew hard. Tucker's mind was too shocked and he didn't put up any resistance. The age poured on and Sherry's mind took control rapidly."Huh? Where am I? How'd I get in the.