" My blood being pinkish gray was the most obvious reason I'd included the crap about my body chemistry being changed. I prefer for that not to be dis...overed because it was so weird, but it was hard to see how we could avoid such a basic identity test. As I was on camera, it was best to pretend to have no qualms whatsoever about being tested."You've got a hole in your head?" asked one of the reporters hopefully. Apparently he had a hole in his too: a cavernous one, in the center."In my OTHER. ” She was almost sobbing.“You ‘can’t’ what, Becky?”“I need to cum, I can’t hold it.”“What should we do gentlemen?” he chuckled. “She HAS to come. Poor little thing.”He’s normally not such an ass, Becky thought. I like.“Tsk, tsk, Becky, it is your fucking fantasy.” Ryan shook his head, shoving his cock deep into the back of her throat gagging, choking her. “And now, you are the one ruining it.”It’s you ruining my fucking throat, you dickhead, Becky thought. Her cunt contracting uncontrollably on. No dick pics but guns were good, butts were good, and those dreamy looking abs above the waist band of his underwear bulge were golden.I wanted Donna to comment and she did. She would say, ooh nice muscles, nice butt, or you’re so lucky.I felt good about feeding images of him to her. When she was in his presence, I could see her re-imagining what she’d seen. Within a month she was asking me if I’d taken any new pictures of him.That’s when I let her see the dick pics Joshua sent to me. All of. "I suppose..." she murmured as she got off the bed. "Hmm, smells like we're still at the party." Gee, I wonder why." Oh ... you!" She snagged her robe from the chair. "Be right back, I want to check on the kids."He got the shower going, and held the door as she slipped in next to him. "How are they?" Sleeping like angels." She ran her hands over his chest. "Umm, I like." It's after 2:00," he said. "I hate to be practical, but..." Yeah, we both have to be up early."They helped each other clean.