God, he thought, I’m still feeling randy. It must be the heat plus the booze he’d had for lunchtime. Booze often did that for him though he wasn�...t always able to perform to any great degree. Still, it was nice trying! Quentin patted the blonde head... and at once the mouth went to work again.Almost imperceptibly at first. So gently...Ahh, there was skill for you. This youngster knew what she was doing alright. Aware that he would not want to be rushed the second time... and her task might be of. "Common, take your clothes off, I bet you are dying to have sex withme. I will help you to come."Linda's naked body looked so different. Her ample breasts becomenothing but a small swelling. Her muscles seemed more prominent, andeven her shoulders become visible bigger and broader.She produced a realistic looking dildo with a large buld headattached to the end of it. She inserted the head inside of her,making it look like she got a real penis between her legs."What it is for?" I'm the man,. She pulled me in there with her, and I was towards the shower head, with my back to it. Then she came over to my ear."Have you ever been with a white woman?" she whispered."I've just fooled around a little bit, but that's it," I whispered back.She nodded, and then actually began feeling me up. She didn't even ask, but I liked it that way. She had nice hands, not too small, or too big. Just like her boobs, and she gave my boobs a firm squeeze. She leaned down towards my boobs, and began licking. Her side eyes and innocent smile contradicted the slow deliberate movement of her fingertip. But thats what Im doing. I know but&hellip, You want more than that, you want me to get it out and hold it, dont you? He nodded, yes-yes hold it, surely you want to see, dont you? I suppose so, she admitted reluctantly, but only to look, not to hold it. Wouldnt that be incest? No, of course not. It would only be incest if we made love. what do you mean, if you put it in me? Thats disgustion even.