He had easier access to my butt and love holes. While one hand was still on my butt cheek, the other hand moved towards my clit.“You can’t get you... fingers in there”, I had to remind him.“Yes, yes”, he smiled.He lifted one of my legs and placed it on the sofa. This made my butt spread even more, giving him even easier access. After running his tongue on my love hole for a few mins, he stood up and said “You got a lot of pubic hair. Did you think about shaving them?”.“I never knew if I should. Cautiously she extended a hand expecting it to eventually touch something other than her sheets. When it didn’t, she wasn’t sure if she should be happy or alarmed. Slowly she reached for her lamp and flooded her room with light. She shielded her eyes for a second trying to get used to the light. When she could finally see, Desiree scanned her room for signs of someone else. There was no one in the bed next to her, there were no men’s jeans on the floor, there were no socks or shirts. There was. .!"Miss Fine!" he opened his new mouth to protest but wassilenced by an insistent kiss. Before he knew it, he waskissing Fran back with an eagerness that surprised themboth! To his shock, Fran picked him up and carried himback to her bed! It felt strange to be the woman, but hisnew body loved being handled by the man Fran Fine hadbecome!God, he was no reserved English gentleman now, but a redhot American mamma, Max realized as his - no, - her firesflamed up. He became lost within a newfound. Its flashing red light went out, I breathed a sigh of relief. Now I could give my full attention to Lena's neatly trimmed bush.With the vault door locked behind us, I led Lena in to auditor's room. There in a small white painted room, was a desk, a couple of chairs, a computer and a small filing cabinet. The concrete floor was covered with a large red oriental style rug, and it was all illuminated by a couple of long fluorescent lamps. All in all it was a pretty uninviting room. Lena didn't.