At first he just stood there like a beautiful manikin, passively takingin his transformation. Mrs Bentley watched him, savoring the next moment.After ... moment or two, she whispered, "Welcome back, my darling Ashley."The effect was completely startling, like a doll coming to life. A sparkflashed in his eyes and he took a deep breath, looked at him/herself inthe mirror and, when he saw his image, let out a soft moan. Then as hestood coyly before the full length mirror he struck a sultry pose.. “Ma’am, will you let me apply some lotion on your legs… by the way, your legs are so hairy… I like it (Unni murmurs)”. Anita, by now, has been transfixed in an absolute sensation; her inner self yearning for some physical pleasure. But she cannot dare reveal her feelings for certain unexplained fear. Mechanically, she nods in approval. Anita feels in a few moment, Unni’s hands massaging the legs up to her knees. “Ma’am, you are hairy too up your thighs… “Unni says. Anita asks Unni “But how do. The water feels really good.” Her neglected pussy tingled as she saw these sturdy young men stripping off their clothes even though their hoses were still soft and dangling. They visited as they swam around and she got really good feelings about them. After her experiences in the city, it was good to know that there were males who were nice.Eventually they needed to get out so she led the way and they got a really good look at her skinny ass and dangling tits. “Hey guys, would you dry me off?”. He looked so stern and serious. I was being punished, and getting aroused at the same time. I felt my behind getting warmer as he showed no sign of slowing down or stopping. I started to kick my legs, but that only made my situation worse. “Hey! Stop it or you’ll get the belt!” he warned. I didn’t want the belt, I wanted his cock. “Now tell me, what your name is?” he asked again. “Tranquility,” I replied in a shaky voice. “No it’s not,” he said as he continued to spank me again. “Your.