.. but don't touch the head yet," the stranger ordered.Allison moaned and bent her head to the stranger's throbbing shaft. From Chris's angle he could...plainly see his mother's tongue come out and begin to lick the juice from the underside of his shaft. She worked her tongue up and down, cleaning off the juice and leaving her saliva behind.After a few minutes, the stranger said, "Now suck the head gently."Chris found himself holding his breath as his mother's tongue moved up the shaft until her. Long had it been kept on a shelf near the fire,since Belle had returned it while riven with ire.Scrooge felt a strange tingling run right up his arm,a curious feeling he viewed with alarm.His body was changing he quickly could tell,into the form of his fiancee, Belle.He rushed to a mirror, mind filled up with awe,transfixed by the wonder of what he there saw.For thirty long minutes the changing held sway,until there stood Belle, having aged not a day.Her eyes--how they twinkled, how bright and. It was hot. They loved each other now. They were kissing with passion, my cum dribbling down Mrs. Solomon's face to season their kiss.My futa-dick throbbed at that while Ms. Lyon kept stripping. She reached behind her, lips melted to Mrs. Solomon's, and unhooked her bra. She pulled it off her shoulders, the cups sliding out from between their pressed tight tits.Now tan boobies and ebony tatas were pressed tight. I groaned at the sight of that. Ms. Lyon kept moving, unbuttoning her jeans and. She didn't know how.'No what?' His deep voice cut through her nervousness. 'No, I won't make you angry Daddy' She said softly, defeated. She slid down onto her knees quietly and obediently, nestling in between his legs. She could see his jeans tented and straining against his cock. Her small hands quickly reaching up to his waistband, like he instructed. Tugging and dragging his zipper down as he watched her intently.'That's a good girl now'. He crooned softly, watching her green eyes shimmer..