He runs his hands over our arses - I flinch as mine is still tender. He then runs his hands between our legs and pushes His fingers into my sister’s...soaking wet pussy. "Mmmmm another soaking wet cunt. Did you enjoy watching your sister being spanked?" "Yes Master," she finally speaks, her voice soft. "We'll see if she enjoys watching you now wont we, you little whore." His fingers my on pussy find their way to my clit and He begins to rub, flick and pull it making my cries and moans louder as. "I thought you'd like thisform," she said, as she spun around, letting me get a good look at hernew shape. I couldn't wait to get her out of the robe. Then sheceremoniously dropped the medallion around my neck, and I didn't think toobject as she touched another piece of cloth to it.Immediately I felt myself begin to change. I looked down, watching mymuscles beginning to firm up, and grow again. When I looked in themirror, I didn't recognize my face, but I sported a distinguished. “I want you to fuck me and put a baby in me right now!” I moaned.He pushed inside me. My body opened to him like we were meant to fit together. I arched my back as he slowly started to thrust his hips against my pelvis. The head of his cock pushed farther toward my cervix. My fingers rubbed my clit as he started picking up his momentum. I gasped when he rammed himself deep inside me.“You feel that?” he asked. “Your pussy and womb belong to me.”He pulled me to the edge of the bed and started to. I was never good at deep throating, and was not about to try, just took my time, easy, not hard, pleasing. Maybe that is why it felt so natural. There was no rush, no pressure to perform, just the enjoyment of having this throbbing life inside my mouth, stroking him with my hands and caressing the softness below. I almost forgot why I was giving him a blowjob, almost, but not quite; eventually stopping and laying it next to the numbers. “Lucky number eight.” It was impressive, but I knew that.