Looking back at her was a small cock.Her hand moved to her mouth to muffle a terrified scream.She couldn’t believe it, a cock? Where is her beautifu... pussy?“This must be a dream,” she muttered to herself. She went to the bathroom to wash her face. Hoping, no, wishing this was all a very bad dream. The water she splashed on her face gave the world a better focus. She could see the marble sink and the towels she hung there yesterday. The water did not wash away the weird truth, Alene Raven has a. With my lips, I felt Alice smile and her growingerection joined the pushing war for expansion space. Grabbing eachother's butts and grinding out hips together, we quickly broughtourselves to a mind-shuddering, screaming, creaming orgasm, adding to thepool of lube, sweat and cum in which our bodies swam.The bedroom was filled with the morning light, and the numbers on thecombination lock that kept us willing prisoners inside this rubber cellwere clearly visible - now we could free ourselves, and. I paused to carefully check the marks and take the opportunity to slip my hand between her legs and gently stroke her pussy. Susan slightly shifted her legs wider apart to give me better access, and it was clear from how damp she was that she liked this better than the caning. Nevertheless, I gave her the last two strokes with full force, leaving vivid red lines on her otherwise perfect bottom. I was about to put the cane down and fuck her, when she turned to me and asked for more. I was very. I stood in front of the mirror in shock, until the knock on the door pulled me out of my stupor.“Sis?” Marty’s voice said, and when I didn’t reply, the door began to open.“Coming!” I said, quickly turning and putting a shirt on.I’d gone to school yesterday without a bra - I hadn’t had a choice. Originally I’d been planning to go after school and get myself a nice, new B-cup ... but it looked like my sudden growth spurt wasn’t over yet. There’s only a certain tit-size that you can get away with.