I felt her cock in the crack of my ass and my little dick perked to life. Her tits were squeezed against my back and her arms wrapped around me. The... I noticed it. She was fondling my chest. My pecs were giving way and squishing around. She whispered in my ear, "look in the mirror sissy." I looked up and was in shock. She laughed. "I didn't realize it would make you grow such lovely small tits as well as shrink that little cock of yours," she told me with delight in her voice.I stood. .. *I stop befor finishing my sentance. Um ar you hurt? * Iask quickly trying t change the subject befor you can ask what I was going to say* Shade Renamon December 19 at 2:44pm Report*looks at you funny* me hurt why would you be thinking.....oh you mean the blood that's not mine it's someone elses *I take a few steps closer to you* Sent via Facebook Mobile Alex Davis December 19 at 2:46pm Oh. * say not moving I'm eather to scared or to inchanted by your looks to think about moving.* Where do. It was a rude looking machine which sole purpose was to pump liquid out of things like cow udders or sexy black cocks or puffy nipples . it worked good to . you felt totaly drained after its use. i attached the suckers to the tips of there pricks and flicked the switch. there eyes told the whole story. that pump made all kinds of weird sounds and so did they and in no time the bottles that collect the sperm were full and the boys were empty. they were wiped out and even fell asleep with all. If we were seen by the wrong people it would have blown any credibility she has as a witness.’ ‘She told me that it was more than a little hint,’ Marge laughed. Paul chuckled at Marge’s disclosure of the ‘girl talk’ from the night before. It wasn’t like Marge to have loose lips. Paul wondered if Audrey had asked Marge to send the message. ‘I’m too old, Marge. She would have me in the ICU before I could yell ‘Please Stop’!’ After they both laughed, especially Marge who was unused to the risqué.