“Not before you fuck me,” she said. She instantly stood up from the seat, pulling me with her. We darted out of the theater, and into the closest ...athroom. To this day, I don’t know why she chose the men’s bathroom - but we went in together. There was no one else in the bathroom; went into the largest stall. She instantly dropped her shorts, exposing that bare perfect ass and bent over with her hands against the wall. “Fuck me!” she demanded, taking no precaution to those that may hear.I drew. Or like those andirons for the den's fireplace. I found them while the workmen were digging this pond. There must have been another house out here at one time. Perhaps a guest house. If not, then I discovered the Duvalle's old trash dump."She chuckled with him at the thought of the antique andirons once being someone else's garbage."This whole place is like the house," he continued."Full of those quirks you mentioned last night?" she asked."Right," he smiled at her, his eyes locking to hers.. The powerful cock pressed back and forth against her moistened clit. Up and down, forward and back. Finally, she couldn’t stand it anymore. An explosive orgasm wracked her body. She came and came over and over again until she couldn’t even keep count. At the same time, Darren’s cum exploded into her body until they both collapsed in sexual exhaustion. They fell asleep in one another’s arms. Two hours later, Darren woke. He could never get used to sleeping in the nighttime. The. My beard still had not shown any intention ofreturning, but my feet no longer looked dwarfed by my masculine body: Ipresumed, therefore, that my feet had returned to normal.I put on my shorts, then my T-shirt, then my pants. A quick look in themirror pointed out that something was not right: The long sleeved T-shirt nowreached down to my knuckles and the bottom of my pants touched the floor.Disturbed, as anyone would be, I put on some clean socks, and stepped into myboots. To my dissapointment,.