He wasn't very handsome or anything, but June enjoyed the animalistic look and feel of all that hair. They had kissed all morning in these bodies, wi...h Philip sitting happily in June's lap. They had considered the notion of trying something a little more sexual, but decided against it. Even though the urge was there on both sides and it would have been entirely consensual, it still seemed like a creepy idea. Maybe after a few months of using the necklace, they would get used to the. Then, with pursed lips and her narrowed eyes shifting aside, she cocked her head like a puppy hearing a bell. Another deep grunt leaned her back in her heels as she glared at the door of Apartment Seven. She recognized that deep, manly moan. She had heard the sound often, up close, without the hindrance of a three inch deep plank of wood between her ears and the mouth that uttered it.“Uhh!” The indulgent groans kept coming, creeping through the apartment hallway. They were chased by the quick,. "They all laughed since Kristine was not known for her discriminating taste in men. She would just hold her hands out about a foot apart and say, "Ladies, here's my measuring stick ... other then that nothing matters!"At that point Susan, who was sitting next to Kristine, and had gone to high school with Sarah, said,"Sarah, isn't that Andy Anderson?"Sarah turned quickly and gasped as she saw him. It was Andy, her Andy."Damn, he's gorgeous ... and you two know this guy?" Kristine practically. Her hands clawed his back but he was beyond caring. He raised himself with sheer strength until he was face to face with her, wild eyes boring into his soul. And then he entered her, with one stroke, and he felt complete.Her mouth opened but no sound came out, her eyes looking shocked in a way he wished every woman he'd fucked had had. With his hands still firmly on her rear he simply ground himself into her, his coarse hair rasping at her lips, her clitoris, every part of her most sacred of.