Her panties were cute and small. They had red polka dots all over. Kinda like how Minnie mouse has a pair of panties with polka dots. I ignored it. I ...elt like touching them and feeling them, but I felt it was evil to do so. :PI walked out and there was clear frustration on her face. I sat next to her and slowly explained it all. Standard deviation, mean, sigma.. clearly it wasn’t interesting. I tried to make my examples relate to real life so she could understand better. I could almost hear. When we weren’t riding him, we were using our own hands on pussy, nipples, and clit to maintain our stimulation. While all this was happening, we were watching the video and then skipping ahead almost at random. Occasionally, Tim would move back in search of the start of something that he remembered happening and wanted us to see. It was an amazing, almost out-of-body sense, to watch myself on the screen being so thoroughly and continuously being used by man and dog. Helen started cumming at. The shower had been easy. Yes, his new body had responded somewhat to his touch, for it was more sensitive than the male body he had been used to. But he worked quickly before the stimulation could become too much to handle.Paul looked down at his vagina, leaning forward to see over his new breasts. He hesitated."Let's get on with it." Paul quickly rubbed the soap over the curly pubic hairs, nearly losing strength in his knees as the soap rubbed directly over his clitoris. Next, he reached back. Everything's OK."I could feel his panic as he saw everything go white around him. "No, it's not," he thought to himself in response to the flash, "I'm dead."I tried to continue to assure him he was not dying nor had his host died. Because he'd left us, the connection was briefly broken. I knew we'd reconnect as soon as he reached his destination.I did the best thing I could think of and sped off to his operating room. Being just slightly more experienced than him, I was there first. I even had.