”“It is, but that would create complications I don’t want to deal with. No, I’ll find a Turkish man who I can train properly! But forget that!...You haven’t been to paradise in a long, long time! Care to visit now?”“Absolutely!” I said, pulling her into my arms.We kissed and she held me tight, rubbing her large, firm breasts against my chest, and her crotch against my hip.“Time for your Turkish Delight!” she giggled, turning and pushing me back onto the bed.Leila’s hands roamed over my clothes. I tried to talkand found that my lips were swollen and it was hard to speak. Myvoice surprised me. It was higher and came out like a squeak."What's happened to me? What have you done?"The operator smiled. "We've injected some collagen and tightened yourvocal cords with a little nitrogen. Nothing permanent, justtemporary, but you will sound as cute as you look."I tried to talk, and she assured me that my voice would stabilize ina few hours and that I'd get used to my lips and talking long. “Hitting the golf pro on seven was not your finest moment,” snickered Kathy.“After you get some practice with the woods today, we’ll go over to the putting green and you can practice putting.”“Well, I don’t know a lot about golf, but I think I have the basic idea. Hit the little white ball and watch it soar through the air. Then putt it into the hole in the ground,” Linda laughed.“That’s pretty much all you need to do. Now watch me, and pay attention to how I swing the club. Technique is. “Fuck, dude. Keep going. Ohhhh yeah, massage my fucking dick. Oh, fuck.” I moaned. It was the best orgasm I had ever had and I didn’t want it to end. After it subsided, I wiped the thick cum off of my dick and sat back down.“My turn,” he said as he gave me a huge shit-grin. He slapped his dick against his hand to show me just how hard he was.‘Yeah, yeah.” I answered. I spit in my hand and guided it over to Josh’s cock. I slid my hand down to the base and Josh let out a light moan.“Oh, yeah,.