A tight t-shirt was shifted to the side, thrown on in a hurry. Her white jean shorts were left unbuttoned, barely clinging to sweaty hips as she walke.... She charged her way down the sidewalk, breathing heavily with one thing on her mind. A hand reached into her pocket, finding a cell phone and unlocking it to start a text message. “Where are you?” she sent. “In my room, why?” Matt responded quickly. She sighed with relief.“I thought so. I'll be there in a moment.” She charged her way down the. My butt, now much enlarged and changed through the constant diet of powerful female hormones I am fed, strains the leather of the skirt, clearly revealing the outline of my red suspender belt and scarlet thong, which serves to trap my now pathetic excuse for a penis. My balls now remaining almost permanently f***ed back up their cavities and out of sight, leaving a very passable impression of a pouting female pussy through the tightly stretched nylon of my thong panties. A terrifically reduced. Lori has the face of a model, is about 5'6", with short dark hair and small breasts that seem to be as firm as when I first met her over 20 years ago. I know this because she often goes braless and I can make out her chunky nipples as they make their presence known under her clothes. We're all become very close friends over the years, and Lori and I somehow always do a bit of flirting when we're around each other. I've often wondered if there was more to it on her side than banter. As for me,. “Fuck me hard, Steve!” she groaned as I felt her muscles tighten as her first orgasm hit her.I continued moving in and out as she rubbed herself to a second orgasm which caused her muscles to clench tight and pushed me over the edge. I pushed all the way in as cum exploded from my dick into her butt. When our orgasms passed, I gently withdrew and went to the bathroom to wash up. After making sure I was completely clean I went back to the bed and helped her turn over.I kissed her softly on the.