Thanks Rick, Ive got enough. Very good sirs, here you go young man, take a look, Rick spun the chair around to face the mirror. Tim gasped. He now re...lly felt like a Timmy again. His hair was now shiny black, slicked down with severe part on the right side, and it stopped way above his ears. He did in fact look like a character from some of those old 50s or 60s television shows. His humiliation wasnt complete though, as when Rick unexpectedly yanked the cape off, the huge tent in his shorts. He's pulling his cock out of my mouth and slapping my face with it asking me if I really wanted to suck his cock and be his little cock sucker. my cock sucking urges where going threw the roof and I was begging for his cock and that I wanted to be his cock sucking pig. I was so turned on I started humming and moaning over his cock with my eyes rolling so it felt to the back of my head. I was so wrapped up into this magnificent bbc that I didn't hear his hidden company walk into the living room.. All I could think about was how much I wanted to fuck him; to have him making me come over and over again, moaning his name. I closed my eyes for a second, imagining what it would be like to have him here right now… tasting me… feeling him fill me… hearing my name slip from his sexy lips. My heart raced just at the pure thought. He really was the most handsome, lovely and intelligent man I’d ever had the pleasure of meeting, and I loved him with all my heart. It was just a bonus that he was. "I'll check it out and signal you if there's anything of interest." As he crossed the road and approached the truck from behind he could see two figures behind the rear windshield looking back at him, although neither of them stepped out and he couldn't make out their faces. He noted with hope that there was a pink bumper-sticker reading "princess" on the glass.As he approached the driver side door the driver rolled down the window. A feminine voice from within said something about "car.