He listened intensely 'til I got to the part about spanking his sister, then I swear he couldn't stop laughing. "She actually said that?" He gasped fo... air, another round of all out laughter. When I finished I wore an extremely serious face, "Damn it John, NO! you know how dangerous it is and you being a mage I'm not sure I could do it to your mind. John don't do this! Haven't you tortured your self enough the last 200 years? Damn it man! Give your self and you busted heart a fucking. I brought a fingernail to it, and lightly rubbed it...and stopped dead.Oh, Lord-...Lady...I thought my breasts, my nipples were amazing, butthis...THIS was a pleasure not of this world. If rubbing my thighs wasmultiple times more intense than male masturbation; if a mere touch wasnearly as good as it; then this new feeling blew it away by a hundredtimes.I spent the next hour (two hours? Four hours?) pleasuring myself,drinking in and reveling in my reborn body. At long last, my selfpleasing. I thought they turned out wonderful. My wife called Kathy, and it worked out that I would go over to Kathy’s house and hang the shelves on the wall and deliver her recycling bin. Since my wife had a lot of things to do at home, and it wouldn’t take me long to hang the shelves, she didn’t come along.When I arrived, Kathy showed me in and I quickly hung the shelves and put the bin into place. I was very happy because Kathy was very pleased with what I made. While I was hanging the shelves, I. ..oooooo yes....fuck me fuck me fuck me", she whispered, "Its been so long for me...without a man". I thrusted harder...faster, my hands on her hips forcing her pussy down on me..then up again.....down harder. I looked to her face, she was smiling, eyes half closed, breathing hard. I was closing in on cumming again when I felt her pussy grip my shaft harder ....squeezing my cock. She suddenly stiffened, her cunt gripped even harder, she gasped....."Ohhh goooddddd..Im cumming", she almost.