He turned and closed my door.He had to be about 6’2, broad shoulders, maybe 250 pounds. I could see a tattoo sticking out from his short sleeve uni...orm shirt.“Officer Dawgly?” I asked, as if that could not possibly be him.“Hello Ms. Wallace.” He said smiling, showing the most beautiful white teeth. He was bald with a beard, not too long, just right. He clearly took care of himself, the lining of his sideburns was perfect, like he just came from the barber shop. I started from the bottom,. ??I don't want it to go past that.??Keep fucking someone enough and it will. Don't kid yourself.?Alan spun around in his chair, frustrated at the thought. Well, yes.People tended to get attached. He knew that Tom wanted a girl he couldbring back home, have a family with 2.5 children, the works. Alan was...disinclined to be that girl. He didn't want it to be permanent; it was afantasy, nothing more. He identified as male through and through. Hejust wanted to be a feminized one for the. My fianc?s limbs had become as much of a mess as her hair. One arm was splayed across her chest, covering her breasts whilst the other lay flat at her side. One leg crossed the other so her right foot rested on top of the left, leaving just enough room to see the mound of black, wiry hair that sat atop her delicious pussy. Abi ran the camera across her body in a sweeping motion, picking up every inch of her in slow motion. The other four girls began undressing themselves, and indeed each other,. One of them came up to me and grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. He told me that it was better to feel it than just stare and everybody laughed about it. I let go of it and ran out of the room, scared of what they would say to everyone in the school.A few days passed and I knew that they had probably blabbed about everything but I just kept doing my job. One of the guys named Mark asked me to come to his party at his parents house and that the whole team would be there too. I was.