"Well, Jack, are youready for me to change you into a pig?" I asked."Oh, God, no," Jack cried, "please don't change me into apig." Why shouldn't I?" I...asked. "You certainly deserve it forthe way you treated me." Please, Paul," Jack begged me. "I'm sorry I did thosethings." You're sorry alright," I said, "but not as sorry as you'regoing to be. But seeing as how I'm not the bastard that youare, I'm willing to change you into something other than apig. Any suggestions?"Jack considered for a few. Guess who’s a fertile myrtle?”It was already so wonderful, being inside Emmanuelle’s slippery snatch, feeling its soft walls coat his cock with slickness. When his fiancee’s cousin admitted to being fertile as fuck, it was far too much to resist. Damien erupted into Em’s twat, sending rope after rope of his very potent jizz into her cunt. He pumped for a few more strokes, but it was over and done now. His seed were sure to quicken Emmanuelle’s womb and expand her belly with his spawn.“How was. I found the aircraft’s canopy sliding back wasn’t the only thing that changed in the plane. When we climbed down, I found the front of the plane section wasn’t “there” anymore. Our cockpit compartment was sitting on top of small doors that slowly opened with a whoosh. I almost fell over laughing when I saw that inside were ten Pizzas from Dom’s Knee Hoes. I picked up the carrier with the pizza and had the kids get the bottles of sodas we found behind it. The ISS team had cycled the airlock by. Yes, you may. My cock very quickly grew to a semi erectionAs I was standing I leaned down and caressed her breasts through her Sari. Unbeknown to me Sanjay got out of his chair and yanked my trousers down."Look Aunt Sinitta, you've made his Toto(penis) hard!" He got up from behind and started to stroke my cock which was just in font of her face. 'Let your gay side calm down for a while, Sanjay, I can do that for him''Gay?!' I said."I'll tell you about it later." He replied. By this time Sinitta.