"Tell me you saw what I saw in there," shepleaded.Stacey looked confused. "If you mean a meaningful and well thoughttreatise on the status of feminis... in a post-modern society, then yeah." No," Emily cried. "Tell me you saw them transform that poor man into awoman, please."Stacey stepped away from her sister. "Oh my god, no! What on earth areyou talking about?" Senator Alvin Henderson was the keynote speaker today but Laura...Idon't know how, but she changed him. She made him into. He then kissed the insides of her thighs and licked them as well before slowly starting to lick her crack again. Monica could feel her juices starting to flow even though he had not gotten his tongue in her. Then she felt her labia lips being pulled back at he was staring at her very pink pussy that glistened in the light. Then he quickly flicked his tongue around her outer lips before returning to her open pink pussy. He slowly licked around her inner lips and up and down and then down to ass. No, no, no. Don't stir. No stirring! Back vile thing!The average man's mind will process a sexual thought once every eight seconds. So, for a single session lasting one and one half hour, my penis could potentially betray me six hundred thirty times. By the second, that three hundred dollars was looking less and less like easy rent money, and more like hard work. If I was going to convince myself to do this, my rational mind had to get busy.Who cares if that stuff happens while you're up there?. (Again, my fantasy, so they are all drop dead gorgeous and free of communicable diseases) This I notice as instructed. I love pussy. I eat it with want and desire. My pussy is steadily pouring a stream of juice that drips to the floor and coats my thighs and all the way to my feet. Every time a pussy touches my lips, I am instantly at the pinnacle of an orgasm. I stay there as long as my mouth is touching a pussy. But I can never cum unless my pussy touches Jill’s. We leave after the entire.