She smelt like a girl, the natural scent I had missed for so long, a real attraction to the male libido to be sure. She wanted me as much as I wanted ...o fuck her. But I knew that would spoil it all because first I needed to prepare and groom her. So we could both enjoy, I said to her to just tell me if anything I did would repel her in any way and I would immediately stop.I couldn't stop the temptation offered to me as she sweetly parted those gorgeous thighs, exposing the sheer whiteness. .But even wilder dreams were soon to be fulfilled. Showering the nextmorning, I began to play with my chest fat, not anywhere near actualbreasts. I've found that just about any man can jiggle his chest a littleso long as his respective arms aren't flexed. But that morning, it hurt alittle. It was like a circle around the nipple was harder and moretender. Were my dreams being fulfilled, or did I have a life-threateningestrogen-secreting tumor somewhere? I was probably just imagining things.The. It was limp and verysmall, he suddenly noticed, much smaller than normal.If he could only keep it that way.“Well, well, well,” she said, chuckling slightly. Thatimpossibly angered him. “Down,” she said, pointing atthe wet grassy earth with the gun. He lowered himself,onto his back, never letting his eyes stray from thegun. She kept the gun on him with one hand, and withthe other hand began taking her own pants off. “Goddamn button flies,” she muttered, but. These black marble-sized balls, would cling to any moving target, except the pouch wearer and explode with a concussive force of a strong fist blow, emitting a blinding flash and a cloud of sourced powdered Torch berries. Six or seven of them had found the Triple Strong. The things going off almost at the same time did take the strong fellow off his feet and the most irritating and burning pepper dust took him and several of the others effectively out of the equation.A loud bang and something.