I was very wet as I watched him, I massaged myself as he did. I imagined he was licking my pussy as he stroked himself. As I came so did he, he came i... my underwear, and I came in my pants. When I got home from work that day I took some naked pictures of myself and placed them under the bed. Before work the next day I masturbated to him in my underwear, I placed the underwear on top of the pictures. I set my web cam to record my room while I was gone so I could see him. As I had suspected he. It was use your willpower to get it hard and then bust out of your pants,” his mother said laughing.Protesting, Sean said, “I was half asleep.”“You must not have been that tired, you got up and cleaned the backyard last night,” his mother said. She had been surprised at how neat and clean everything was when she woke that morning.“Uh, I don’t remember doing that,” Sean said wondering how she would react to the news that it was probably Brownies who had cleaned up the mess.“Someone cleaned it up. I stood in front of the wide, full-length mirror I used for testing glamours and stripped naked before starting to weave enchantments around myself. I started with visual changes, leaving tactile and auditory until Id had the basic body fleshed out. My breasts (appeared to) shrink into my chest, starting at a C cup and ending with male-appearing pecs. My stance widened somewhat, my waist filling out a bit and my hips becoming less pronounced. My hair shortened from shoulder-length and straight. “I fucking hope you are not laughing at my ass,” He says, and it is back to that dark voice and I realise I am fucking loving that dark voice, that danger just beneath.“Nope. I am laughing that you have just fucked me, and this was not how I saw this going and that you have such a bloody hot body.”He turns, and his cock is starting to get hard again, so my pussy reacts to that, but I don’t move, I want to know what he is doing. He walks like he owns my space, with a sense of autonomy, and I.