Janeglanced at the paper -- Prince Edward and his new bride, the luckySophia Rhy-Jones, were on the front page. This inspired her. She couldbecome Sop...ia, and Burt could become the Prince. Then they could haveeverything they wanted.Jane knew from reading the Arabian Nights that she would have to wordher wish carefully. She thought for a long time, ignoring Burt's sillyideas, one after another, that came tumbling out of his mouth. Just likea man -- he couldn't think straight."When I say 'Boo'. He came back into the room and put the brews down and sat opposite her. They chatted some more, He couldn’t take his eyes off her, she looked stunning. She then slipped her skirt up a little to rub your leg, John’s eyes nearly popped out as he realised she had stockings on. She smiled again as she asked if he liked them, John nodded but was unable to speak. She again slipped her skirt up but a little higher and for a little longer. He tried to keep the conversation going, was unable to move his. . But, still he couldn't get relief. Couldn't come. His balls felt like they might explode if they didn't empty. His --There! Something was gently poking against his... against the entrance to his ass. And he somehow... somehow wanted it. He had a sudden powerful urge to have his ass fucked. And he yielded. He relaxed his sphincter and opened up his ass. And the hard phantom cock entered into him.What was happening to him? This mysterious phantom was taking him over. It had become something he. As I did this I heard the soundof an aerosol being liberally sprayed and the unmistakeable smell ofhairspray filled the air. Did men wear hairspray I thought to myself. Nosooner had this thought left me though I could hear Becky letting out asigh."Hmmmm, it's still not right. Keep your eyes shut for me sweetheart willyou?" I of course did what I was told and immediately started to feelBecky come closer to me followed by some pulling and prodding above myright eye. I let out a cry of pain as I.