Her hand and feet shrunk slightly,and her fingers grew leaner, her nails arching out, solidifying andcurving into sharp talons.The change was complete...rather quickly and she lay there now fully sober,aware of not only the change but the implications of her choice. Herfirst thought was that she must have gained 50 IQ points. She smiled,delighted in the thought and opened her eyes."Hello Darling," her lover said leaning over her and kissing her. Sheleaned back again and looked at the new. He sent me a profile pic of himself and I was immediately attracted to him. He had a portly stature, but he was clean shaven, had a pair of glasses on, and was so handsome that I knew I had to meet this guy. We agreed to meet a few days later and I couldn't wait to meet this guy, and I was also nervous at the same time. I was very naive to gay sex and didn't know what I wanted, or even if this guy wanted to go there.He invited me over for what he said would be “afternoon tea.” I went to his. "Simpson, I was taught that no fact is immaterial in an investigation. Did you know something had changed the month before this happened. Something serious enough for the county to change the child's benefits?" I asked."No, but it probably means nothing. We will find out though just for you," he answered."That's a good plan," I said that about thirty seconds before the not quite gorgeous Mrs Smothers entered the room. She was awfully well dress and made up to be an elementary school teacher. I. He moved inward, his mouth finding the kissable space between her neck and shoulder, the head of his cock nestling playfully against her inviting folds. "Please, baby, don't tease!" She begged, her voice husky and breathless in his ear. He grinned. He was doing better than he thought. He thrust into her, her walls sliding over him like warm, moist velvet. He dragged his hips back, slowly, and pressed inward again, a wave of pleasure spilling down his back. His eyes squeezed.