"Oh goodnessgracious me!" she exclaimed. "You're not one of those rakishreprobates who has been bedeviling me the past week." Why did you do that?" I ...sked. Even though my clothes were soakingwet, I never stopped to wonder how this sweet little old lady couldhave managed to get me so wet." You really must forgive me, young man," smiled the old woman. "Thatsimply wasn't meant for you at all. Just because a poor old womanlives out here all alone and away from other people doesn't give thosedamned. He looked up at Quince, who had been entranced by the transformation in front of him. "Amazing," said Quince. "No matter how many times I see people undergoing this process, it never ceases to fascinate me." Why did you do this?" Paul asked, on the verge of hysteria. His voice was now deeper and richer in tone, but still very feminine. "I wouldn't have told anyone. All I ever wanted was to become my old self again."Quince rose and walked to the door, "Maybe that's true. I couldn't take the. She stretched out naked as they came to lay each side of her. She had barely settled back on the bed before their hands were on her, sliding over her thighs and belly, then up onto her breasts.They both leant over her, their hard cocks rubbing against her as they moved, their mouths each licking and sucking at a taut nipple. Susie moaned as she held their heads to her, as they each drew an erect nipple deeper into their hungry mouths.As they sucked, they each ran a hand over her, over her belly. Then I let go and watched her do it on her own.“Go faster,” Bibi said as she watched from the other side of the shower.Her daughter increased the speed of her strokes. Not long after the excitement of the moment finally got to me. My body started shaking as I started to grunt. Shortly thereafter I shot a huge load all over her.“Taste it,” Bibi told her daughter.I watched as Heather used her fingers to scoop up my jizz and then lick it off of each finger.“Do you like the way it tastes?” Bibi.