Muscles.Looking down, it was confirmed. While before I had no definition and pretty scrawny muscles, I now had some muscle mass, with tone! I stood up...and admired my new naked body in the full length mirror on the wardrobe.I wouldn't win any competitions, but it was more than I had yesterday. Looking down, I could see that my penis looked a little longer, and my balls looks both bigger and hung down farther.Looking around the room, I found a seamstresses tape measure. Taking notes on some. But she's for another time. Now I'm thinking about this one.Did she wake you, sneaking into the house and crawling into your bed after your husband had left for the day? Snuggling up with you and slowly bringing you to wakefulness with small kisses and caresses; helping you undress from your night clothes as you help her out of some silky frilly affair? Or did she strip first, knowing that you would want her ready and available? And would you be nude as well, awaiting her in the warmth of your. His other handrubbed me in my pants even harder.I slipped my own hand out of my open zipper, and had enough space tomove my arm, and I tried to use it to push the guy away from me.Instead, when I slipped it behind me, my grasping fingers landed onhis thigh, near his crotch.Skin on skin. He wasn't wearing clothes, as far as I could tell. Hewas hairy. I heard him murmur his approval.Then he shifted his lower body to the right. My fingers were touchinghis upper thigh one second, and then the. Not the agent’s lounge...Angelique gotta lotta the brothas worked up tonight and theyre gonna need release”. White girl juices immediately flowed to Trixies still ruined blonde pussy...her cream slid down her skinny thigh at the thought of that entire bullpen full of heavy black ballsacks...ready to come on or in any white whore they can catch.“The Community shower sir”, the agent asked trying to hide her smile, her nipples stiffening as she thought about what could happen in the community.