Her forty-year-old body was as trim as someone half her age, firm tits, flat belly, and neatly trimmed pussy.“God, no, that will never happen. You a...e the greatest mum anyone could ever have.”“Well, there must be something on your mind. Come on spill the beans, tell mummy or she won't wank this off anymore,” Jean giggled and tugged her son's semi-hard cock.“You remember me telling you about Becky, she's in my year at college. Well, we've been sort of seeing each other.”Jean could feel a. But that would have meant that he would have had to marry Princess Lasahn. I don't think ANYONE is that desperate for a kingdom!PteriDae and I politely received our medals, thanked everyone, and have never mentioned it since. We felt our reward for winning the Zibong War was that we had found each other again.The Palace had certainly changed—every room was bustling with activity. I passed a room full of young boys and girls in their bright red page clothes. I swear I heard the words "flunky". As much as I enjoy art, I usually got bored after a few seconds and begged my parents to move on.But that was then and this is now. As some of you may know, I have recently begun doing all the things I told myself I would one day do, only to put it off over and over again. As such, I decided the time had once again come for me to visit a museum. Because the non-erotic book series I’m currently working on involves time travel, I chose to take a trip back in time by visiting a history museum.It. It grew sheerer and sheerer until Tank could see through it with ease. Beneath it, the remainder was now a slightly darker pink chemise with spaghetti straps. It also grew sheerer, though not as transparent as the cover. It also was again tight against his body.The boxers changed as well. They grew tight against Tank's new curves. The material was narrower, shrinking in the back to a thong that crept in between his asscheeks. In front, it was narrower and sheerer, almost transparent except for.