Wasn't it fun?" FUN? MURDER IS FUN? Are you Nuts????"Sam was overwhelmed by an urge to put the corset, and all the rest back on. He fought it, but ...he urge was just overwhelming.He was caught up in the moment and in 30 minutes; he was now a she again.But this time, he was a blond. They picked a different look this time. This time, they walked out in the boldest outfit in the box. It was all black, and short and bold. Their garters were showing and the dress was just almost covering their. A wide smile seemed plastered on my face seeing the collection of stiff cocks around me, as I slipped Ashley's panties down.There were gasps of amazement as I pushed Ashley's legs open and her tiny pussy was visible. Her vagina, covered in the thin layer of blonde pubic hair, was barely over an inch long, virginal in every respect almost as if a newborn c***d's privates were displayed. My trimmed pubic hair, reddish in color, also evoked a loud response when it became visible."See, my. I let the creamy fluid coat my tongue as the salty, pungenttaste filled my mouth and then began to lick my hand and arm clean.In a few frenzied moments I'd swept it up and swallowed it all. My mind was still in a whirl as I freshened my makeup and returnedto the living room with the feel and taste of his cum in my mouth.Brad was sitting there in my robe watching the game again."My clothes are in the washer on a short cycle," he told me. "Do youmind I borrowed your robe? It doesn't look like you. She would have a month to decide what our relationship would be. From the moment that we left the aunt's home, I tried to be as courteous and romantic as possible, to win her over. After two weeks of intense wooing and attention, Maria blushingly announced her decision. I took her virginity at eight o'clock on a Friday night, as her shyness turned to enthusiastic cooperation. All her pent-up desire was released on me, over and over, and on Monday morning I asked her to marry me. By.