Then, as I triedto dodge past the man who was coming back out of the lab, my sneakers slidon the tile. The officer's hand clamped down onto my arm. ... struggled to break freefrom his grip, but his hand remind clamped down on my arm like a vice.The body I dwelled in was incredibly fast and agile, but the advantagesthat gave me were now neutralized. Now I was stuck dealing with thedisadvantages of being much smaller and weaker than my opponent. The officer grabbed my other arm and then slammed. I offered to take her shopping for an outfit and made a dinner reservation. It was shaping up to be a memorable evening. At the mall I helped her pick out and extremely low-cut mini-skirt dress. It was definitely the skimpiest dress she owned but I wanted to make an impression and show off my sexy wife - I wanted to show Aaron the tables had turned.My heart sank as I walked in the door. I recognized about a dozen people from the previous party. And I knew some of them recognized me as the. . I couldn't look away. My eyes were glued to her, and a familiar feeling began to wake in my jeans. It looked like she picked up the pace, her breaths getting sharper, her hands almost blurring. And she moaned one word, one single word that stood out. "....Jordan....~" I couldn't believe it. She was masturbating... thinking of me?!My dick was straining against the denim of my pants as I watched her build up to her explosive orgasm, after which she quickly passed out. This got me thinking. So I. Fuck. Oh fuck. I can hear it, Daddy. I can hear it. The fucking. I hear it. So fucking wet. Oh shit." You need it, need it, need my cock. Little one, oh fuck, needing me." Watch it go in, please, watch it. Watch it fucking me. My wet hole. My cunt taking you. See it. Omigod." His ramming continued, steady and fast, as I kept jacking my purple prick."You're so wet for me, always so fucking wet." His fucking was now speeding up. "I love watching your kitten take all of me, all of me." He stopped,.