My muscles, soperfectly toned - yet not manlike this time. The curves of my bodyperfectly complemented my height; I was all woman now, but womanperfec...ed. The image of God the Mother. Except for my navel.I heard my fiancee calling from the other room. "Maria!" he called."I've made breakfast!" Just a minute, Joe." I smiled at him. "I need to take a pee."I walked, still naked, into the bathroom. Fishing through the medicinecabinet, I found what I was looking for: the home pregnancy test. Iopened. His mouth drives me insane on a regular basis. He marched us into our bedroom and settled me back on the bed, none to gently. He immediately grabbed my skirt and panties and pulled them off in one quick motion. I watched the passion flare in his eyes when he caught sight of my clean shaven mound. I knew he wanted to take me right then but he thrust his fingers deep into me instead, my juices coated his fingers and he thrust back and forth in my cunt, his thumb pressing my clit on every upward. It was over in minutes.No worries. Round two would commence shortly. After that, who knew? The night stretched out before them like an empty highway.Afterward they lay next to each other, young blood thrumming in their veins, drops of hot sweat forming on the surface of their skin in large round beads. The ancient air conditioner groaned arhythmically, laboring under the scorching high desert heat.“I can’t take that racket anymore,” said Ashe. “Turn it off.”“Too fucking hot,” said Clay. “We’re. Her smile became a wicked grin and she looked down at her hand slowly tugging my shaft. She was taking her time, pausing now and then as if she were inspecting her work to be sure she was being careful and performing her actions just so. With her other hand she reached up and pulled at the tie on her robe. Her breasts gently swaying free from the fabric, nipples erect and casting distinct shadows on her skin. Again I reached out to touch her, but she quickly intercepted my hand, looked into my.