Tons of women come from seemingly every nook and cranny of the town. Peter recognized everyone of them too. Each woman was a distorted version of a to...nsperson, men and women. Each one incited an instant erection though, including the former men. Some wore the tattered remains of their old clothing, ripped from the transformations. Their faces were lustful and murderous. The names of the others within each woman instantly came to Peter, though he couldn't place them: Whitney and Red. And he saw. He pushed his cock deeper into her throat, pushing her head against her bed and causing an audible gag. There was nowhere for her to move now, and he was able to force his cock into her throat. Eventually, she started sucking his cock as he thrusted it from the tip of her tongue to the back of her throat, her eyes welling up with tears."That's a good little Piggy. You suck my cock to show how fucking sorry you are!"He gripped her hair tightly as he pounded his member into her throat, his. However, his curly black hair hid them for the most part. When the tight curls started falling down his back he got a haircut but he didn’t need to do so very often.His thoughts returned to how he had met Gerald, as he rested on the cold tiles with his eyes closed. In Brixton, he had been sucked into a gang and he had become a drug runner. During a sting, he had been caught red-handed and the Judge gave him two options, Juvie or the Military.Since his birth certificate said that his dad was. I want to feel you come.” My wife stopped dead in her tracks and made to turn round and go back to the car, but I stopped her. “No, let’s watch for a bit,” I whispered, “it sounds like it’s getting interesting.” My wife gave me grin and whispered, “pervert.” But she didn’t resist as I guided forwards a little and gently eased her down onto the ground. As we lay there, we could see that things had indeed got interesting. One of the men had his cock in the woman’s mouth while the other was lying.