I was u*********s when I was thrown onto the soft sands of Pricktown Bay with the now gentle waves of the Pacific . It was early as the sun had ari...en and was not yet at the high temperatures of that region I was slowly coming too when I heard 2 female voices talkingOh I shall never be able to learn everything for the exams said the first girlYes you will her friend replied You have a brilliant memory as good as your boobs . They giggled at this Don't forget said her friend. So, weeks went by. Nothing different from my normal, daily life, occurred; except that I found myself thinking of Megan more and more; and I began hoping to run into her again when I was outside. I began to feel like a younger man again; like the way I'd felt when I'd been married to my wife; and I hadn't felt like that (or allowed myself to acknowledge such feelings) for a long time; and I enjoyed it.Then one day, Megan and I got to talking to each other from across the fence, and she came on. Now his straining cock was pushed hard against my cheek, I moved my head to get that fat knob into my mouth and began to suck him greedily, he let out a sigh of pleasure and grunted that I was a dirty whore and I was getting what I had always wanted. He was right. The two guys that had me sandwich were pumping me hard and firm and I could feel another orgasm building, mens hands took hold of my hands and guided them to their erections, which I happily began to rub and massage. I must have. It was totally at odds with the soft rounded forms of my thighs and hips and a tear ran down my cheek as I stared in horror at the wicked organ standing rigidly in front of me. It seemed to be like another being, totally divorced from my own soft feminine self. My anguish was noted and Dr James resumed talking as she gently put her arms around my shoulders."Don't worry my darling. He's still a little swollen and bruised. In a couple of weeks he will have healed completely and assumed a.