It was marked with frown lines, like he worried a lot. But his sexy, bedroom eyes said he knew how to take his mind off his worries. He had large, dar... green eyes that seemed to beckon her closer, under dark brows that looked black, like his raven hair, a long, straight nose, full, sensual lips and a strong, rounded chin. Oh, my… you’re awfully handsome…and sexy… Ohhh, please…don’t break my heart. You feel like you belong in my arms…and in my bed… Get a hold of yourself, Jon… The woman’s anger. *** Now he can't say I didn't do him a favor *** thought the author. David, now Diane, would have been very happy to be in a suddenly clean apartment stacked to near-overflowing with class sci-fi of all shapes and kinds, but unfortunately she was having a bit of trouble getting past the "I'm a woman?!?" stage of the transformation. Her hands went first to his chest. He found that his new(?) breasts were a nice B-cup and apparently very sensitive as she let out a soft gasp of pleasure as she. Was she trying to dominate him? Because she was doing a great job. Nobodyhad ever tried this before, and he was surprised by how turned on he'sgotten."What do you want, mistress?" he asked, not really sure how to play thisgame but willing to give it a shot. She was much less casual about it,though, and looked at him with open disgust."I'm not your 'mistress'," she hissed. "If anything, I'm your sister."And then she paused, smiling wickedly, and with the clearest enunciationhe had ever heard,. The color of her dark nipple was so sexy and the whiteness of her flesh surrounding it set her tits off just perfectly. I sucked firmly on the nipple while my other hand was playing with her right breast. Sandra moaned as she felt herself totally filled with my cock and her sensitive hard nipples were being suckled and played with. She was just about to be "serviced" and we were going to have a blast. I started moving my cock in and out of Sandra's tight young pussy. She was loving being.