Brucehesitated for a moment then he slipped his arms into the bra andspoke the magic words: Change this male and motley mug ... to beauty rare and delicious. Spill the wine and fill my jugs For these are my fond wishes. The door burst open and the entourage of chambermaids,seamstresses and hairdressers and a few outraged guests descendedon Bruce. Hastily they began fitting and fussing over the poorthing who stood. He exhaled a sigh as he alien slid its questing tongue under his shirt and glanced across his chest, it smelled like wet leather, its dull claws pawing at his clothing. It loosed another dizzying rumble, and Sousa had to lean on a table behind him to save from falling over as his knees weakened.“Fuck it.”He slid his hands down the curve of its pinched waist to the wide bulge of its hip, sinking his fingers into its soft, buttery fat. God, it was soft, like pushing his hands into jello. The. It was alright. We were alone… for now. And what better way to bring in the day? I basked in the beauty of your nudity: your perfect body, 35C-22-35, the way your nipples puckered at the slightest provocation, either from cold or stimulation, your beautiful pussy with its small tuft of pubic hair at the apex of your cleft. Lowering my head, I fastened my lips to your puckered nipple hearing the sudden intake of your breath. My tongue expertly massaged it into full erection. Though smaller by a. "I only feel when you touch me; am only visible when you look at me, only feel alive when you use me."I'm alone for the next few days..."And you and your husband could fuck me like the first time when you made me lie naked on my marriage bed wearing only my wedding ring and you had me finger fuck myself to a frenzy for your amusement, while your husband took pictures with his phone. You tied me, sat on my face and pressed your sloppy cunt into my mouth as your husband fucked me harder and.