It saves on drenching your fuel with a stinky hydrocarbon mix.) With everything ready to go I left my bus in a guarded storage yard, checked into a mo...el for a while and basically screwed off until it was time to load and travel. I spent my time in bookstores and window shopping. November in Houston is comfortable for us Yankees. I didn't mind living out of a suitcase for a while.I saw one guy in a nice brown leather vest with indian head nickels for snaps. I asked him where he got it and. Iflexed my fingers, watching the veins on my wiry arms, the flexing of mysteely biceps."Isn't it amazing?" said the girl.I didn't answer her."We're young again. And we can stay like this as long as we want." Are you sure about that?" I already changed back once." But how long does it last?"She didn't reply.I turned back to face her and left the bathroom. "Do we get stuck likethis?" I don't know. I don't think so. We can change back into ourselves."I thought for a minute, running the. The writhing in my hands started to settle out, and she just began to take it like a champ. I knew it was finally time to cum. If it was even possible, I managed to fuck her even faster, the bed shaking rapidly as I built up for the final time. Now Mandy wasn't on any birth control, so I always had to pull out when I fucked her. But not this time. As the throbbing in my balls and the tightness of my cock reached critical mass, I rammed myself as deep as I could and blew a hefty load right in. I can tell you love it, because you are breathing so fast and are moaning just slightly. Your hips buck with the motion of my hands and your holes suction to them. You fuck yourself with my hands, getting wetter by the second. We can hear the wetness of your pussy and ass as it makes the smacking sound of wet flesh against my hands. You love to hear that sound, it is the sound of sex. You love being fucked in both holes by me; you have told me that you love my fingers stuffing your pussy and.