Then the tingling that spread through her body. Much faster this time,it seemed. Then a new effect hit her. She began to feel dizzy. It wassuddenl... hard to concentrate, as if things were being blotted from hermind.She went into the den to sit down. As she walked, Ann didn't notice that she was getting small, growing younger. Her woman's figurebecoming less voluptuous as she reverted to a teen. Her clothes seemedto shrink with her, always fitting. Her breasts, grown to 38-D from thefirst. He was always trying to cop a feel. He thought just because we kissed on screen I wanted to fuck him in my trailer. When the director would call "cut" when he was holding me he'd let his hand slide up to my boob, or pat my ass when I walked away. So no, he wasn't invited to my house."We had a good time, laughs, telling stories about things on set. Jerry and Angie had been in the business for years, so they were used to these parties. I stood next to Jerry. "It's getting late, who loses their. Just give her time, Michael. She's a good girl. She's just a little confused." I really like her, Bea," I said. "She's been so good to me. And I love to see her smile. It hurts to think I caused her any pain." You didn't cause it, Michael. Sometimes, it hurts to get well. I oughta know, I sees it every day. She's been hurtin' a long time. Ain't nobody could get her to take the medicine," Bea explained. "That is, until you came along. Well, you done got her started taking it, and you're gonna. She was marveling at his size, running her finger along the thick angry vein that traveled down his shaft to the base, and then back up until she grazed the head of his cock. He twitched in response, savoring the sensual touch of his daughter’s finger and she squealed in delight.Shit, he had to suppress a groan deep inside him. He never felt this turned on in his entire life and just a touch from his daughter’s finger was almost enough to make him cum. He cock twitched and ached and Emily.