Nothing exists except those tender caresses. Together, they suck me, and I love it. Abruptly, my lovely lady withdraws, fixing her hair and wiping spi...tle from her chin. She sits gracefully on the edge of a bed, her eyes sparkling with mirth. In that instant, she is flawless. She carefully licks her lips before she speaks. "Mmm. Perfect. Now finish up for my hubby," she says. "Cum down his throat. He loves it." It's a dream, so I don't hear her say it, but I feel her musical voice inside my. " Her voice sounded slightly frantic toward the end and I heard what sounded a lot like a man groaning just as she put the receiver down. I immediately tried to call back but the phone was off the hook. Obviously I assumed she was getting fucked. I had this strange mixed emotion of being absolutely livid with rage, stomach-churning feelings of hurt and betrayal, but at the same time having a painfully hard dick. I contemplated driving up to her school and trying to catch them at it. But it was. Her muscles felt invigorated, infused with tingling and strength. When she looked down at herself, through the multicolored lens of ecstasy, she could swear her body was… tighter. The longer she looked, the more it was becoming clear that her stomach was tightening into lean, hard perfection. She looked sideways at her arms, and the fat was gone, replaced by a thin layer of lean muscle. Her chest was changing too. She maintained the large breasts obtained with her fat, but they were filling. “You see, we now have to interrogate Claire, to get to the bottom of her escape.” having finished his prawns he paused and turned to Sophia, standing nervously by his side. “Main course. Serve me some poached chicken breast, roast beef, rice salad and coleslaw, bitch.” Sophia picked up the entrée plate and as she turned to go he added, “and some more wine…better bring the bottle” slapped her across her barely covered bottom to hurry her on her way.The assembled lunch party observed the.