She could feel her cunt juicing up even more as she stroked Sultan’s cock.As she softly played with his dick, she softly whispered ‘Bitch-hand-Job...’ Claire had only teased him because she was eventually going to please him. She vividly remembered his embarrassing sexual behavior during last week’s dog training session. Two cute teenage girls were attending the same class with their little, yapping, designer-dogs. Sultan pulled on his leash, wanting to introduce himself to the girls by sniffing. She got serious instantly."OK, shoot," she said, holding the plate with my pie on it in one hand and a fork in the other.I sat down. She put the pie in front of me and sat across the table from me."I need to ask you if you ever had ... sexual feelings ... for another woman," I said, looking at the pie, instead of at her.She didn't answer, though, and I had to look up. She was looking at me intently."Why in the world would you ask me that, Bob?"So I explained about Micky and Susan, and how I was. A smile crept onto her face as she rolled onto her side and slowly felt the weight of her breasts follow. Crystal had a secret; a special personal secret and this morning proved to her that it would work as long as she could follow instructions. As if controlled by their own will Crystal?s hands slid up her thighs, around her full rounded hips, across her soft stomach finally to meet with her newly swollen breasts. As she flicked at her creamy nipples a voice sounded deep and distant in the. Instead, the opposite occurred.That was a combination of the fact that the male body in the room was sated, and the females in the room - at least their bodies - were better capable of containing their sexual urges than the male is. This involved a complicated mixture of gender roles. Carly's body was, in fact, sated, and her internal emotions had been integrated into her new body enough that they were satisfied as well. Craig's new body didn't react as strongly to sexual stimuli as his old.