It was as if someone pumped it up with aballoon. It kept expanding, getting wider, taking its place with myplush thighs and thundering calves. I was s...ill breathingorgasmically.My ass was growing so much that those creamy silk panties soon becomea thong, riding the crack of my bodacious backside and making my newlyformed pussy lips moist. My face felt tingly as well. I could feel mylips getting fuller. Damn, why are so juicy right now? I haven't hadanything to eat or drink. My chest, which was. As far as she's concerned you're just another body."Ellen thinks in her head "Why did I allow her to talk me into this?" Meanwhile Martha pours a glass of wine and presses it into the blonde's hand. Ellen takes a large swallow. Martha takes it back and does the same, then hands it back again, leaving a lipstick smear on the rim. Ellen drains the glass, feeling the alcohol go to her head immediately. Then she tries one last time to back out..."I haven't even done my bikini line." I don't care. It was a perfect ass. The cheeks protruded roundly, like the bottom of a ripe peach. The bum furrow was clean and pink, and only around the smallish starry hole there grew some fluffy short red hairs. I gave her popshee a big kiss. I proceeded further below and started to suck her poontsikko again. This time I inserted two fingers in the reddish hole while licking her clit. In my position it was awkward, so I waved her popshee goodbye and turned her around. Using my fingers I massaged upwards,. And, they'd had her dress purposefully to look young than she was. That was all part of acting, and she'd been fine with that. Now, she was about her own life and goals and she wanted to appear at least the 18 years of age that she really was.Hallee knew one thing for sure; JAG had now been cancelled as far as any further seasons, and soon all of the cast would make their last appearances and they'd have a farewell party. Before that day arrived, Hallee wanted to make sure she was able to.