Jennifer slipped on silky runningshorts. The morning sun glistened as I looked down her leghole at hertan legs, towards her ankle sock in her running ...hoes. She bounded outof the apartment."Hi sweetie" she chirped."I never heard her speak to me like that." I thought.When Jen started running, I felt a sensation I had never experienced.With each running stride, my new "body" was tugged. I felt myself asher soiled cotton crotch, tugged alternatively diagonally as each footstrode. Jen's crotch soon. Iscratch his back and leave a trail of blood. I scream.I'm Jasmine. Jim isn't home anymore.Chapter EightI WATCH DIRK'S performance with Janine sitting next to me. She coachedhim well. He looks like he knows what he's doing, just like out of aromance vid. I'm jealous. Watching him, watching the pleasure he gavethat breeder, watching them make love, it got to me. I feel the lust inme, deep down at the base of my cock. I hunger. That breeder, I likedlooking at her. I wish she had picked me instead. Were they parked in a local wood and doing it against a tree or on a blanket somewhere? But it was a freezing winter day so that was unlikely. His wife Jean didn’t work so they couldn’t go there. By process of elimination I worked out they were likely to do it at our house. I thought of killing them both then decided to get real evidence for a divorce and looked for somewhere to hide in our bedroom. I decided on the curtained alcove and made a space, figuring if they went elsewhere I could. Lips and tongue combined as they left a trail of warm wetness up to his head, quickly, the head engulfed again to the warm wet depths, saliva leaking he began bobbing, slowly taking more and more of Myron in. Then they hit the barrier, again and again Myron felt he couldn't get thru, didn't matter he though, it was way wonderful so far. The boy pushed him away slightly, leaned forward a bit and guided Myron back into the depths, 'it's about as far as it's going to go, he muttered,. But the boy.