I sucked every drop off my fingers and now I couldn't hold back.I was so wet and wanted to be fucked so badly. I reached into my night stand and got m... glass curved toy. It was so cold when I inserted it inside me but in only a matter of seconds, it had adjusted and was warm and drenched. I had begun to pound my cunt hard and fast. I was full on moaning from the pleasure. I could hear the sounds of my juices filling up. Every now and then I would pull the toy out and lick it clean.My body was. Oh fuck... oh... oh... oh fuck me! Pound my pussy! Fuck me! FUCK ME!” The rhythm built quickly, furious now. Vanessa's hand kept up with the pace, her palm cradling my balls and her fingers gripping the very bottom of my buttocks. One finger slid between them, and pressed against my asshole. “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes.” Her finger was already well-lubricated – probably from the pussy now wetly gripping my cock – and it slipped easily up my arse. “Ai! Ah!” I said, going momentarily up on. You must agreethat it is only a two week trial. Agreed?" Agreed. Unless..." Unless what?" I asked."Unless both of us, from the bottom of our hearts, would decide togetherto keep the change on a permanent basis. I like the idea of experiencinga tall, muscular body like yours but it would take a total change ofheart for me to stay in a masculine body such as Owen chose." Yes. I agree with you there. I'm in no way interested in being pregnantand going through labor. Or the inconvenience of wearing. She looked down shyly. She had never had such words used to describe her and wasn't real comfortable being flattered like that. But Mr. Davidson was quite pleased she had made such an impact of the new client. With the pleasantries exchanged, the three sat down to discuss business. The meeting went well and everyone seemed quite happy with how it all turned out. About 45 minutes later, the meeting drew to a close. "I think we have a good thing here, Mr. Davidson and I look forward to working.