I looked down the mirror, and that is when I noticed it. My penis... it was gone. In its place was a delicate slit. I continued to look into the mi...ror, in complete shock. I noticed my laptop on the bed and ran back to it, noticing that I had to climb a bit to get into bed... Was I shorter too?I opened my laptop and saw that I had watched the rest of the attachments. I started reviewing the questionnaire, gasping at my answers. I had the admitted to the deepest, darkest fantasies, and all. It was well past midnight and it was chilling outside and the only room heater was not able to help either and I was shivering. In the middle of the night I felt someone waking me, it was my SIL. She asked me to come in the bed with her and lay beside her and share the blanket with her. I followed her and lied beside her, our face turned from each other.Sometime in the night I turned towards her and hugged her from behind, after doing that I could not sleep. Now her back was towards me and I. She was warm and tight and he hoped that he could last long enough to turn the pain of losing her virginity to pleasure. ‘Don’t stop,’ Laura moaned, thrusting her hips against his. Gray’s eyes met hers as his cock pressed against her hymen. ‘Are you sure?’ Gray asked, giving her one last chance to change her mind. He groaned when the muscles of her pussy clenched his cock tightly and as a reflex, he thrust hard, pushing past the thin barrier. Laura winced and cried out softly, clung to his. That is all that happened during my stripping career.” “To be clear, you stood in front of many people wearing hardly anything?” Mr. Anderson asks carefully. “Yes for hours upon hours.” I was getting tired of this talk. I wasn’t a prostitute, so couldn’t I just keep my job? As I was thinking this, I look at Mr. Anderson. Something about his facial expression confuses me, I’ve seen that look before yet cant tell what expression it is. Suddenly it hits me, and my eyes quickly move to his dick,.