Screw it, then. Kick. Punch. Kick.Sir Short-Attention-Span was about to swallow a flavor he’d never forget. Kick. SLAM.The bag snapped from its teth...r and collapsed heavily onto the mat.*A full length wall mirror just behind Cyndi’s head reflected her reclining landscape of jutting boobs, a valley of midriff, knuckle bulged lime green knickers, then Shy Guy's full frontal attitude rising like a lecherous Denali from between her thighs. Slack jawed, he contemplated the bodacious banquet laid out. The times that we spoke on the phone were just a few, and I felt a friendship grow between us. Although all this occurred within a span of a few weeks, it felt like I had known him for years and could trust him implicitly. Our first meeting was scheduled…and although I did not fear meeting him, I was full of apprehension. He looked ‘average’, which in my book is a definite plus! Graying hair and a luscious looking well kept moustache was enough to make me swoon at the thought of his moustache. It was clear to her that at a party, the girls would make fantastic 'fashion'accessories. This way, Carolyn could have their ear colours changed to matchwhatever other 'accessories' they would have. The girl?s colours would, ofcourse, co-ordinate with and enhance her own outfit.) The twolittle milk-girls found their new lives to be extremely distressing,humiliating and difficult. They would never accept the cruel way that theirbodies had been altered and mutilated. They cried themselves to. "Get her off," Wendy gasped as she watched her mother hump her pussy at Lobo's face. "Make her cum."His cock thickened as he chomped on Grace's cunt. His balls swelled with cum and a drop oozed from his pisser. He pawed the ground, his tail swishing as he slurped on her juicy twat and gnawed on her clit.Grace went off like a firecracker. "I'm cumming!" she wailed. "I'm cumming. Ooo, God!" She thrashed on the bench, her feet dropping to the ground as she lunged up against his gnawing teeth. "I'm.