” Louise purred as she massaged and kneaded the thick cheeks in her hand, watching Brenda’s head bob on her daughter's significantly smaller cock,...“You’re usually ah, more sensitive than this?” she smirked, knowing her daughter had a bit of a quick trigger.“I got some head on the way home…” she winked at her mom and, biting her lip, watched for a moment the more mature version of herself in action, her mom’s long strokes, the huge cock, the heavy bouncing breasts, “Y-you know, watching you go. It wasalso naturally hairless, I had very thin hair on my legs, almost none onmy armpits and very little on my crotch, just a small bush over my penis.I had also never needed to shave, I knew that was rare for a boy my age,but I had never paid attention before.Back in my room I had to get dressed for the day, I opened my underweardrawer and got instantly sad, just boxers... Bummed I got dressed in myusual clothes: boxers, baggy jeans, sneakers and a huge t shirt. Theydidn't make me feel the way. We always had a harmless, little flirtation thing going on around the coffee machines in our little office cafeteria.While Lynn was no raving beauty, she had beautiful large breasts and a nice plump ass that she could swing with the best of them. Coupled with her quick smile and bright wit, she was a very desirable woman in my eyes. On Fridays, our company had a casual dress code, and I loved the way Lynn's jeans hugged her hips and her plump derriere looked as she sashayed the hallways of our. I remembered her smell.Women's smells always were a mystery and a magnet to me. I knew I was an absolute horn-dog.After checking out my new tool I got dressed and headed down for breakfast. I wondered when things would begin. I was not looking forward to the coming changes.Over the next few days I began to wonder if it had really happened. If it was not for my changed equipment I would have figured it was a dream or something but after checking myself several times I had to figure it had really.