Just how much more could happen to him?Paul looked up and down the road. It was flat and utterly empty. Which was just the way he wanted it. He wanted...as little to do with people as possible while stuck in this form. He gave a huge sigh, feeling his large breasts rise and fall on his chest. Then he got into the driving seat and pulled out the map. His tits even got in the way of this simple operation. How the hell could women deal with the wobbling mountains of flesh on their chests?That was. Proudly, he showed me his circumcised cock, his prominent head and hisalready stiff ribbed member. "Look at my dick, have you seen any likethat, do you like it? Come on, take it in your hand, don't be afraid,you'll see it's hot, pleasant and good ..."He joined the gesture to the word by taking my hand to put it on hiscock. I was speechless, there motionless, paralyzed, breathless, but atthe same time, this situation excited me, my eyes riveted on his crotch.Faced with this situation, new to me,. She is about 5'8 or so, but we are both thin, so we often share clothes (that night she was wearing my Capri pants). Anyway, she's a blonde and I am a brunette. Since this is an erotic story I can tell you that Cara wears a B cup and I wear a C cup. Ah, details, details.I was 22, Cara 19, and Tim 26.After dinner, it was already 9 o'clock when we got up to go to a party. It was going to be the first stop in a long night of parties. Tim and Cara more or less disappeared when we got to the first. Now, as to puttingone on, I'll show you this one time. And then you'll put on your newgarter belt."Having said that, Valerie slowly but easily slipped off her skirt and letit slide down her shapely legs where she neatly caught it in one hand asshe took two quick steps to clear the garment from her high heels. Shewas wearing panties and a garter belt that matched her bra -- a softcreamy vanilla color set covered over with white lace. She strode overwhere Frankie was seated and planted one.