I’m Ivory Tabor. I was, anyway...” Ivory was starting to pay attention to herself, moving her arms around as she tried to see what she looked like... “Oh, god. I’m a new person. My skin doesn’t look like this...”Laurie grinned and began to dry the newborn hybrid’s arm while the girl held it up and stared at it. “Well, ‘Ivory’ ... This is what you look like, now. You hijacked a hybrid – the body of a goddess. And ... I imagine you are going to have several visitors very soon, wanting to know why.. I asked them to get closer to me as I sat on the bed side, legs on the floor, I took each cock in one hand, and started massaging them, not the largest cocks, but so cute with a regular size, each of 6-7 inches long, on the thin side of girth, they were in their late teens, so fresh, young and active and that was what I wanted, I wanted fucked nonstop.I was massaging their cocks, sucking on them simultaneously, taking them deep in my throat one after another and at other times, trying to push. All of which did nothing to explain her appeal to me.“Still racing?” I asked. Aaron owned thoroughbreds and stabled them at Peninsula Racing Center in Ocala. We used to go down on Friday nights, occasionally with the girls, mostly just him and me. He owned five horses now, he said.“Any of them winners?” I asked.He just laughed. Then he asked if I wanted to go along with him to Peninsula next Friday night.I should have said no. Later, I would fervently wish that I had said no. But I wanted to. He lapped faster, loving the feel of my walls squeezing his tongue almost as much as he loved the feeling my legs around his head. Slowly coming down from two amazing orgasms, I gazed into his eyes, just visible over my mound. His eyes still held a wicked gleam as he raised his face and smiled. His beautiful face was glistening with my juice. He lowered my legs and I catch my breath as I felt his now free cock brush against my throbbing lips. “Kiss me Derek.” His lips met mine. I can taste.