Gone was the dark hair, replaced by very short luscious red hair. Gone were the B-cup breasts replaced by DD-cup versIons. She kept all her intimate p...ercings at my request.“Oh god...” I gasped waking to find Tess nursing on my cock ... it was a morning ritual for her to wake me with a blowjob.Today was going to be a little different - we weren’t at our home today, we were instead in a luxury hotel suite.“I just love being woken by your talented mouth” I told her, watching her intently as she. He gently pulled on my clit with his teeth sending a thousand volts of electricity through my body as he as he sucked on it even harder. As his tongue probed and pleasured my pussy in stiff deep strokes broad laps I wished I could clamp my thighs over his head to hold his face in place until he made me yelp like a bitch in heat, ‘fuck! I am a bitch in heat,’ I thought.“Oh daddy you’re killing meeeeeeeee.” I moaned out loud as he pushed his tongue in so deep and ate my cunt even harder, he even. "Taylor!" Emily sang from outside the door."Coming!" Taylor replied, before wincing as he looked in the mirror.Before, there was a bit of ambiguity. The nails and long hair werefeminine, but the clothes weren't. Now, that ambiguity was gone. Apartfrom Taylor's hairy legs and lack of breasts, he didn't look all thatdissimilar to a teenage girl, the shirt resting in such a way that hischest wasn't obviously flat.Taylor exited the bathroom, with his shoulders slumped and walked out.Emily squealed. She was more than naked. Naked is a woman standing in the dim light in the bedroom.Here was this splendid looking older woman wiping her hands with a small towel ready to ask a man with his little boy what kind of ice cream they wanted. Her mind was numb as she poured the batter onto the griddle and spread it with the Crepe Batter Trowel Spreader. She tried to make casual conversation with the father of the little boy. It was her natural procedure when she made the cones, but somehow she was.