”“ ... OK.”She went to John.“He’s coming tomorrow; it’s the weekend. He’s at work today.”John felt a little apprehensive, and a growin... suspicion that Claire would go back, despite her reluctance, especially now Peter had done what she asked and seen a therapist.John had become accustomed to her being around the house and felt foreboding at losing her. It would bring back with renewed intensity his lonely state after the loss of Elizabeth.When the doorbell rang at eight thirty on Saturday. Both grew breasts and long hair, becoming women. They then both grew younger, regressing through their teen years, through puberty, through childhood, through their toddling years, finally stopping when they were helpless babes.Santa, who had long since removed his boot from the one, bent over and picked up the babies. He said, "Now with the dark taint removed from your soul, you will have another chance at life. Perhaps more than you deserve, but I am often a victim of my own generous nature.". Kelly was sitting on my face with her pussy pushed against my mouth. I was licking and nibbling her all over her pussy. She and Sam were kissing and fondling each other’s breasts. After a bit, Sam and Kelly switched places. Kelly had trouble getting my cock inside her pussy. I was big and she was small. She was ready and all lubed but she was still small. We worked slowly and finally she accepted my cock. As she pushed down she cried out. She was a virgin and I was her first and now she was. Mommy sits at her vanity, pretty in her panties, a negligee on her shoulders. I blow dry her hair. Brushing, teasing. Her eyes are closed, as she soaks in the hot air streaming through her scalp, sensual, every pore of her body, a pleasure center. I marvel at the blonde tresses, the silkiness, the perfection. Stolen glimpses of Mommys perfect body, while I fluff the cascade of tresses. I then apply Mommys make up. My job is to enhance her exquisite natural beauty and drive her lovers wild with.