My older brother had told me about “69” and I tried to explain it to her. For some reason, she did not want to do that, so I moved on by convinci...g her that since she had got to taste me, she should at least let me kiss her pussy. I had to just hold her, kiss her, and play with her tits for a while before she was turned on enough to spread her legs for me. When she did, I got between her legs and held her bony legs apart and started licking her pussy. I didn’t know what I was doing, I just. He took a step forward and stumbled,tripping on his pants legs, which were suddenly bagging up around hisfeet. He reached down to grab them and untangle himself, but his handswere caught in his now much too large leather jacket as he quickly shrunk.He began to shriek in a voice that sounded like a little girl."What's happening to me?" Jim asked in his much higher pitched voice. Hestared at his hands as they shrunk and softened, and his fingernails grewlonger.Larry smiled as he watched the. And this time …” again an emphatic pause, “don’t go getting ‘bored’.”I knew when I was beaten, both literally and metaphorically, and determined to give her the time of her life. I dragged my battered body to its knees and crawled over to her. she tugged at her miniscule covering forcing it even further between her lips before pulling it to one side. As she spread her legs wide, she exposed her glistening and already aroused pussy. I eagerly dived in.I was back on familiar ground and knew what. "You want dinner or sex?" I asked, trying to concentrate on my cooking."Both, but right now I'm hungrier than I am horny. I've got plans for this a little later though," she said, giving it a final squeeze as she headed back to the bedroom to get dressed."Holler at Bonnie and tell her dinner's almost ready."The next morning at eight sharp, I got a call on my 'special' cell phone. It was the Congresswoman."Aaron, it's Lillian. You've got a guest on the way to see Bonnie. It's the President's.