Just then, her door opened."Good morning -- Miss Mathews," Candice Pryor said with a big grin. She again looked her age -- albeit a 15-year old model....Hi, Candice!" she said brightly, discretely removing her hand. "What's up?" No, what's down," the sophomore said. "I want to go down on you right now." Oh, God!" Mary Ann cried, knowing she was powerless to resist. "Class is about to start." You can't say no, can you?" the cheerleader teased as she moved behind the teacher at her desk."You know I. Maybe it was an act of God, touching humanity with a miracle to prove that he did exist. Or maybe it was something else. At the moment, it didn't really matter to him. After all, he thought to himself, there are worse fates than being turned into a teenage girl. Especially when he started out as an old man. He knew that not it would likely be a very long time before he joined Victoria again, but that didn't seem to matter so much anymore. He'd been given a second chance at life, and he knew his. I never even changed out of my trunks and t-shirt. I just sat on the edge of my bed in shock. Thoughts swirled in my drunken head, thoughts of self-pity, regret, and sorrow for my now widowed mother. She was still so young and beautiful, her marriage ending abruptly in less than 17 years. I don't know how late into the night it was when I heard my mother stirring. I wasn't sure if she had called for me or not, but when I pushed her bedroom door open I saw her crying softly in bed. I brought her. I felt his finger slip in as he licked my hole, I gasp with pleasure as I felt his finger touch my g-spot. he was turning me on big time. He continued for a short while longer before I felt my first orgasm starting to slowly creep up on me, my toes curling and a hot flush rushing to my pussy. Suddenly but he got up slightly and I gasped with pleasure as I watch him lick his fingers, tasting my pussy juices.  I noticed then he was removing his own pants which made my eyes open wide, it was thick.