"Iwill turn you back, but now I need you to fuck me!" Do you promise?" the newly made men asked. Barely holding himself backas new urges threatened to...overwhelm him."Yes. I promise. Now fuck me till I can't stand anymore." Barry thenhowled in delight as a massive rod filled her love channel.She would keep her promise. Once Barry was sure to be pregnant he wouldturn the EMT back into a woman. And then he would help her get pregnant.For Quintinea!Epilogue:A year after the incident Adam was back. If Love is a dream, or at least dreamlike, illness and death are the harshest of realities, dreamlike only as nightmares that we try and avoid. One day we were talking on the telephone and Melissa got a call from her Doctor. She had a pap smear and the results were not good. I consoled her, having been through cancer myself and having beaten it without any drugs or chemotherapy, I told her I knew the formula to win this fight, you needed to accept that this happened for a reason, perhaps a. It was obvious that she was still sound asleep and was very likely to be for at least several more hours. I just lay there and continued to close my eyes, keeping them from opening and forcing myself fully awake. I lay there without moving, for how long, I have no idea, but I eventually rolled Seyla over on her back with her arms at her sides so that I could rest my head on her right shoulder and my hand could easily touch any part of her upper torso without having to worry about her arms. You are pushing hard against your clit; the two fingers of your left hand are racing in and out of your sopping pussy. Juices are running freely from you now, wetting your firm ass cheeks and pooling on the seat. I can see beads of sweat trickling down into your cleavage. I know your orgasm is near, and it isn’t long until your back arches and your body convulses. You come in waves of pleasure; your screams of ecstasy seem to revebirate around the confines of the car. You slowly withdraw your.