Ain't life a hoot!" What's happening to us?" Jim replied, almost in shock from talking with the body he'd been temporarily occupying."I don't know, Ji.... Suddenly I felt myself being you from time to time. Boy, is Jennifer a sweet young piece!" Hey!"She laughed a throaty laugh. "No offense, honey. Let's go somewhere where we can talk."Jim found himself in the same hotel room he had been in when he had flashes of being her."My pimp gets the room for all my clients." Dionnie said seductively. She. I want to talk to you about dominance, and erotic pain. I do like fairly rough sex, although not all the time. For me, though, I think, like dance and martial arts, that’s a celebration of my still being alive.“I’m less clear if D/s really appeals to me. I can, I think, be switchy some of the time, but not fully into the scene.”Howard grinned. “I’ll bet, though, that you enjoy some of the fetish and costume part.”“Sandra,” Dove also smiled, “I think you were a little surprised to see me move. "I swear to you I'm not him." Peggy just shrugged her shoulders and smiled sweetly but Charles could swear he could detect something ominously menacing and sinister beneath that cute feminine façade. "You seem quite certain I'm the father of your child." You're the only one it could be," the twelve year old replied. "I haven't had sex with anyone else but you." You have no proof," Charles asserted."I have all the proof I need," Peggy declared triumphantly. She caressed her growing tummy to. His tongue roved over her lips unabashed by this new knowledge. "Do you like?" Ummm hmmm" was all he said. She then kept him pressed on the bed but wriggled herself such that she was poised over his face."Close your eyes and stick out your tongue." He did so. She mated her pussy to his tongue and gently squeezed and contracted her vaginal muscles to see how much of his seed she could deposit to his tongue and thereby his mouth. He put up no fight and actually slurped as he sought out still.