..her husband must be fucking crazy...or more likely, using it all up on my wife instead of his own.)I knew the answer to the next question, but I had...to ask my wife's friend myself (otherwise she'd know that my wife and I talked about their sex life...not sure if that would've been appreciated.) I asked her, "How long has it been?" Over a year," she said wistfully.My mind was racing about as fast as my dick, so I asked her if that was long enough.She let out a small, emotional laugh and looked. My reddened aching cunt lips began twitching against the feather as its ticklish touch reached against them again and again.In another hour I was back in the same shape as before the whipping. I groaned in renewed need as the feather licked against me. I shook my frame, trying to dislodge it, but couldn't. I was nearly out of my mind with desperate yearning lust.My Father came into the living room and walked over to me. He looked surprised when he saw the feather in my cunt, but drew back and. "If you think that it means that I going to be stucklike this for the foreseeable future, than I would say that you'reright. The truth is that unless the government has anotherexperimental transporter system stashed away somewhere, I would sayfrom the look of things, I'm probably going to have to spend the restof my life as a female."Since Helen had suggested the practical joke that had resulted in Danbecoming Danielle, she felt responsible, and therefore awful. Felicia,having been the one. Her tail had sucked him to orgasm. His muscles bunched and spasmed as he sprayed cum right up into the cloying grip of her tail."A gamer from the human world, the real one. And not just an avatar, here in the flesh. How can that be?"She leaned over and pressed her soft lips against his in a kiss. Jackson came again. Or maybe it was a continuation of the last orgasm. The succubus had him completely in the palm of her hand. She reinforced the point by cupping his overworked balls in her hand and.