This turned him on more and his thrusts got faster and harder. He was dripping sweat all over me and onto the floor. His face was as red as a beetroot... His face displayed such intensity it looked as if it would crack.The final thrust came. He took a deep breath, held it in and then he pulled his cock from my soaked pussy. His cock pulsated and throbbed and jumped as he moaned loudly again and again in unison with the rhythm. He shot a stream of white sticky cum into the air several times. I. He leaped forwards, handsclutching for the Praetors neck."Stop!" the Praetor ordered.Amra froze."Very interesting..." he approached Amra. "The transformation was notprecisely what I intended. Inexplicably the eye seemed to opt for thissoma, drawn to this form amongst your myriad past incarnations. It ismost pleasing. And much like the form I wear, your form is potent, imbuedwith latent power."Amra's face wrinkled in surprise. Transformation? He felt no different.Or perhaps he did. Perhaps his. My sister was in the wash room he settled on the sofa and I informed my sister that was there and I my sister walked out in a sexy night dress and settled on the bed and I asked the guy to go ahead while I positioned my self on the sofa so that I can have a best view.Ashe reached the bed he touched my sister on her cheeks and kissed her softly on her lips and soon they were in a real lip lock and his hands were all over her body. My sister un buckled his trousers and soon the was out of his. Only now, it's not so playful."So, to be clear, you just asked Roberta to marry you, not Bobby,correct?" Yes. I want YOU, ROBERTA, to be my lawfully wedded wife, for alleternity. Fuck death!"I nervously chuckled, but I knew Margret was serious. I love this womanso much, and I can't bare to let go of her; but I know what she'sasking. We've had these conversations many times, and I know exactlywhat she wants and needs. I want to marry her. It's simply a matter ofwhether I want to be Roberta for.