Standing there watching him stretch, his muscles working themselves awake. I had to resist the urge to go and lick him like a lollipop. I could feel m... fresh panties becoming wet, imagining myself working my tongue over his cock like it was candy. Shaking myself out of the lust induced trance, I walked over to him, coffee in hand. Handing him his cup, I took a sip from mine. “What do you want to do today, Daddy?” I said, leaning against one of the columns that formed the doorway to the dining. Ellen realized that she had forgotten her uniform in the conference room where she had been studying with some friends. She had went back to the room just before the library was supposed to close. Too her surprise the room was empty, she could have sworn that the outfit was in there. Ellen thought that perhaps someone returned it to the front desk, or even that one of her friends saw she left it and took it. Then she remembered they all left at the same time. Just as she was about to turn. Some lazy clouds were floating by. The sun was peaking out from one of them, slowly sinking into the westward horizon. Many people, most of whom appeared younger than him, were slowly walking towards their intended destinations. They were dressed like students everywhere: sweatshirts, jeans, sneakers. Eamon’s eye was captured by the quick passing of something completely different. It was a girl. She was wearing tan slacks that lovingly hugged her curved behind. On top she wore some sort. Now...her mouth was halfway up his body. It looked like something out ahorror movie.But carried on, pushing his cock into place into her lower pelvis,giggeling slightly as it fused. Miss Aren's stretched out lips reachingup to his chest. With a firm stretch Vincent slid fully inside, handsand face dissapearing inside Aren's mis-shaped form. The rest of herbody suddenly snapped into place...except for the arms. Aren smiled assuddenly both of her arms seemed to fill out from her chest."All.