He went to the gym almost every day after school. I would see him in the locker room undressing to his underwear several times and he would have no id...a that I was staring at him. He had a full head of silverfish hair and a filled out, thick beard to match. His smile was dazzling, making me want to kiss him every time that he showed it through his beard. When he undressed in the locker room, I could see how much of a bear he really was. His chest, legs and arms were all covered in rough and. She sucked just the tip of my cock into her warm, wet mouth, her tongue swirling around the head rapidly. She slowly slid her hand up and down my shaft, softly pumping me into her mouth. The feeling was absolutely incredible, every nerve in my body was on fire, never had I felt this good in my life. Somehow, she knew I was getting close, she lifted her mouth from my cock, released me, then moved back up my body.She straddled me, reached between us and found my rock hard cock with her right. My intent was to get my Valentine’s banging before I had to go to work for the day. My husband didn’t even notice or comment on how sexy I looked. He never does any more. There was a time when one look at me made him very hard, and one look at his bulge made me unzip him and suck him hungrily. But those days are long gone, due to his descent into mad obsessions about perceived wrongs done to his family decades ago. But Frank (my husband) did say something: “Don’t forget to get me a 12-pack of. If you justasked her out I wouldn't interfere even if I wasn't your slave." Your pretty blunt for a slave." Shawn commented. "The old man said myslave would transform for me so... I want you to take on a morepleasing body. How about..." Shawn paused pretending he had to thinkabout this. "First let's make you a girl."Larry felt a tingle throughout his body as organs reformed. It was apretty pathetic transformation actually. He still looked as much likehis old self as possible while being female..