Even though nothing wasnoticeable yet I just put on a pair of her stretch pants and a t-shirt andwent to bed.Chapter 5: Jennifer ReturnsThen next morn...ng I woke up because I was feeling a little draft around mylower anatomy and instinctively thinking like a woman I went to covermyself up when I noticed that I was back to male. Apparently women'sstretch pants don't do a lot of stretching because my male body rippedthem to shreds. Anyways it was just good to have my dick back and I hopedthat last. I glanced around at the empty beach and tugged my shorts a little ways down my thighs, wrapping my hand around my now painfully hard cock I watched her bring herself closer and closer to orgasm. Her back arched off the blanket as she slipped two fingers into her wet hole, I could hear the little slurping noise and she slid them in and out. I squeezed my cock, running my thumb over the head and smearing the pre cum over the tip.She moved and knelt in front of me, her hands sliding my shorts off. I'll show him what being a man is all about.Frank slid atop her, the fabric of his pajamas feeling rough and harsh against the swollen tips of her nipples. She moaned, not in pleasure, but with the crushing weight of his body. Frank did nothing to relieve his two hundred pounds.Still she refused to believe this time would be like all the rest. She closed her eyes and waited for his kiss.But no kiss came.Instead she felt his hand awkwardly pushing between her spread thighs, his rough fingers. At that moment she could feel his hand reach around her neck as his fingers grabbed her neck ever so gently. He ran his fingers up and down the length of her exquisite neck until he brought them right under her chin and forced her head back so she was now looking straigh up at his waiting eyes. She wasn't prepared for what she way: Fire. The fire of passion had turned his heather green eyes a rich, dark, forest green. Yet with all of this darkness, she could see them shining with a deep.