And here I was, soaking in the scent of her baby sister's gorgeous feet. "You can't prove it because you're a little foot freak, and you love this. ... can hear you sniffing down there, freak." She pushed my head back with her foot until I was shoved into the center corner of the sectional couch. She pulled her foot back and sat cross-legged. "Now, Samuel, we both know I have to take this waitressing job. Emili won't let me keep living here if don't. But, here's the thing, I only agreed to. " With that she pulled off his T-shirt. Because of good genetics and a disciplined exercise regimen, Paul looked nice and firm, and had surprisingly good muscle tone for a forty-year-old.Norma had always envied her husband the ease with which he seemed to maintain his weight, even though she knew it was far from easy. They had to drop their club membership, and now it was just running and an old weight set in the basement that kept him in shape. Many times she asked herself why she couldn't do. I found it highly arousing to see him dry off his body the way he was giving extra attention to his cock in drying it. I could not stop myself. I threw my and his towels down, sat on my chair which was in front of the mirror at the dressing table and took him into my mouth. I started by licking his mushroom head like a kid would lick her candy stick; making a lot of slurping noises. Then, I took him into my mouth and started giving him a blow-job. Licking, biting, stroking his length with my. He felt his honey blond hairgrowing. It stopped when it reached his shoulder blades.All of a sudden, he felt the bones in his face shift and rearrangethemselves into a more softer, more feminine arrangement. His eyes gotlarger, nose smaller and lips fuller. The weird sensation moved on downhis neck, which became more slender. He also felt his Adam's Appledisappear. He tried to speak but could only let out a moan, which seemedhigher pitched to him.Chris suddenly felt a pressure building on his.