He aimed his ten black inches directly at the hole so recently vacated by the rubber dick.Anita's eyes went wide, gazing at me, instantly realizing wh...t was now happening to her. She whimpered and struggled; but it was useless, since she had now a very hard black cock buried up her sweet slippery cunt.With my thick cock buried into her mouth, I saw her eyes rolling back.Her buttocks came up in the air again and she pushed back against the black dick plowing her almost ruined pussy. She also. “Bon appetite,” Lord Blackmon said as he raised his glass. Carl raised his glass and repeated the salute. When he set his glass back down, he went to place his napkin in his lap but could not find it. “This is the first formal meal I have enjoyed since I came back from my misadventure, and I believe it is the first we have shared together. Please allow me to demonstrate.” Lord Blackmon took a warm roll from the basket and tore it open. He used his knife to spread some butter across the soft. Below the image read a single word: Purr.Blood rushed to his cock in a flood; he actually got light-headed. He sat down. He steadied himself and examined the picture.Evie had obviously gone to some trouble to set up the shot. She had sent a selfie, taken through the conduit of his bedroom mirror. A rectangle of sunlight from her window artfully washed out the background of the shot, allowing the ears to take center stage. She wore the lace pair, the fifth set of ears they’d gone through during. .. Woke ... UP? I was alive and could think. Had I returned to home? I opened my eyes to find myself in a strange chamber covered by linen? I got out of the bed and looked at my legs ... my legs? Those weren't mine. They were hairy, misshapen and absolutely not mine!There was a looking-glass on the wall I went to it. But that wasn't me, I blacked out.I picked myself up off the floor and looked again at the image in the looking glass, it was a man ... I was a man.I sat back on the bed and pulled.