With a groan she jumped up, flipping a leg over my body. Her pussysurrounded mine, oh it was so sweet. I knew I should go soft, knew itwas betraying...Jane. Yet... yet... having my cock in a pussy reminded meI was a man, and with so much stuffing knocked out of me that.She rode me, playing with my tits, kissing me. It was hard, insistentsex, and the more welcome because of it. If she was slow and sensual Imay have been able to think and regret. This left my mind no room forconscious. But you are not so nice. Instead, you position your cock between my parched lips and force your cock in. I can't scream. But I struggle, knowing I have to clean the cock that ****d my ass. You're too strong for me and I am too broken to fight for long. The taste repulses me and I feel so humiliated. But my tongue still swirls and teases your throbbing cock, almost intrigued by every bump and vein on it as it grows hard and stretches my mouth more, sliding deeper into my throat. I'm not. "And *he*slept on the couch." Exactly. So why would you..." Patricia looked at Beth, "...why wouldwe want her to learn this hideous lesson?" I guess I've taken this too far." Beth's face flashed concern. "Isshe okay?" Not really. As best I can make out, her master plan to deal with itwas to pretend it didn't happen, get changed back, and never think of itagain. She's pretty shaken; if we didn't need her so badly, I'd say wechange her back tonight."Patricia shook her head. "Something's. .. just go back to bed."Marissa started to climb back into bed, then shook her head. "What? Wha?" She looked over at me, her eyes flicking over my naked body, the covers still off, my erection throbbing. "Eric? Did something happen?" She smiled, a bit slyly. "I hope so."I shook my head. "No! No, nothing happened."She pouted. "Too bad." She stood up and walked back over to my bed, grabbing my cock. Another jolt of electricity flew through me. "Do you need any help with this?" She looked at me,.