Large globs of spunk drip from my spent organ and sagging scrotum and rejoin the puddles of pasty goo on her shiny torso. Sitting fully upright now, I...look down at my dear girl. And what an erotic sight she is. Her slender, sunken tummy is a soupy, sloppy mess. In places, her skin is covered with only the thinnest coating of semen, giving it a lustrous sheen. Other places, my ejaculate has collected and coagulated, leaving big dollops of white cream. Talia’s sexy bellybutton is completely. “Hi, Brittany, did you have a hard day at the office? Why don’t you relax and let me help you take off those clothes.” Brittany takes off her blouse and lays it on the bed and takes off her bra. “Do you like it when I touch your breasts? You have such awesome breasts. Even better than Erin’s.” Brittany’s unzipping her skirt when she stops and looks out the bedroom into the other room. (She hears knocking on her door, but we don’t know that.) “What’s wrong, Britt?” Brittany zips the skirt back. I observed this from the second story window that overlooked the pool. Without even realizing it I was beginning to get wet, and started to toy with my lips rubbing up and down ever so slowly. I started to fantasize about joining them, just walking outside and jumping in the pool with them. My heart began racing at that thought, that a group of men twice my age could see my tight, young 19 year old body. I let out several gasp as I came, experiencing one of the most intense orgasms I have ever. About six, Dawn said to Tom, 'I've bought you some new tennis gear. It's on the bed, if you want to go and get changed.'Tom knew exactly what she meant. On the bed he found a white tennis dress, a white cardigan, some plain white socks, a sports bra and a pair of white frilly knickers. Tom smiled to himself as he saw the outfit. He quickly shaved, stripped out of his male clothing and put on the new outfit, including padding his breasts. A dab of make-up and his wig and the change was complete..