I wanted to be held down and used repeatedly. Now that Mr. Big Dick's huge cock was slick with saliva, I stood up, turned my back to him and straddled...his legs. Lowering myself onto his enormous cock, I paused for a moment as the head of his dick pushed my pussy lips apart. Spreading my legs wider, I leaned against his legs for balance. Bracing myself for the inevitable invasion, I thrust my hips down onto his hard, throbbing cock. With one swift motion, I impaled my tight little pussy with the. “I heard you got engaged,” Carol said.“Yes, his name’s Greg,” Joan replied. “Dr. Greg Harris.”“A doctor,” Carol said in congratulations. “Good for you. I always knew you’d win the brass ring in the end.”“Every girl’s dream,” Joan smiled, then realized it wasn’t every girls, at least not Carol’s.Carol didn’t seem to take offense, since she listened attentively as Joan rattled off her standard litany of the virtues of Dr. Greg Harris. Her tone and expression barely reflected the fact that there. Thenwhen I saw what it could do I decided to have a little fun. Bitch overthere said she could put you back to normal after I was through. By theway, the salon business does a lot better than I thought, she's got overfifteen thousand bucks here and I was going to share it with you. Ofcourse, now you don't get jack shit and you'd better hope I don't get anyangrier or I may not change you back! Are we clear?"He was clear as crystal and cold as ice. It was apparent to me, even as Icontinued. As I was scanning the talent line up page they gave me I saw the stage crew begin to carry the magician's trunks to the backstage area. 'The Amazing Carlton' was stencilled on each trunk Carlton himself finally appeared. He was a good-looking young man in his late twenties and he seemed like a decent sort.He saw me standing there and walked over and we introduced ourselves and chatted briefly as he gave orders to those lugging his trunks. I learned that he was just as put out as I was about.