"I-I've never seen anything like it... !"Again, Max made an amused chortling sound and moved toward them, stopping not inches in front of Sandy. "Mayb... you better get better acquainted with it, Sandy baby," he half-hissed, his eyes gleaming salaciously. "Let's take it in that hot little hand of yours and get the feel of things, shall we?"There was little in the vast realm of sex that Sandy hadn't sampled in her teenaged life, but in the beginning it had been out of necessity and with unwanting. I almost laughed aloud, but that would have embarrassed Julie, and I wanted her to be comfortable with our sexy household and us, and not think we were laughing at her innocence and inexperience.Melanie could probably sell sand in a desert, because she ticked off all the points about why Julie should come with us and join in and be the subject of a highly sexual group massage, and then why she should expand her horizons and fuck us to show her appreciation. After five minutes of the gentle. Rob makes his return, walking past me leaving the basement door open. Getting my nerve up I go down, finding Sherry on the couch where i was gangbaned ,ties up. Rushing over to her, trying to untie her before anyone else comes in, I succeed in get the gag around her mouth off then her hands freeAs she massage the blood back into her arms and hands, I manage to get her feet free. We both make our way up to the main floor, over to the front door and get it open and almost make get away but. I turned completely sideways, examining myself in profile.And realised something was wrong.No - not something.Everything.The girl in the mirror had breasts.It wasn't a trick of the light; some hallucination sparkedby adolescent daydreams and a rush of endorphins. Twolarge, perfectly formed breasts were straining theunderwire cups to the breaking point. Smooth, alabasterflesh overflowed the flimsy black lace. My mouth gaped inopen astonishment; my hands flew up to confirm what my mindsimply.