“Ohhhh…don’t stop. Oh myGod. Fuck me.” I cried.“Yeah baby, I’m gonna fuck you. I’m not done with you.” She then tookher finger out of...my pussy and slid it towards my asshole.“Be careful, don’t hurt me. I’ve never had it done there.” I was scaredbut ready for her finger to go in my ass. Ready to experience thesensation I knew was about to come.“Trust me. You are going to be okay. You’re going to love it.” She saidas she slid her finger in my ass. I was tight, but she had alreadygotten me so. It had gotten to the point now that she always had a penis in her dreams. So she wasn't really surprised that Monday morning in June when she reached between her legs and found an erect, 2" penis and peanut-sized testicles growing where her well used pussy had been when she went to sleep the night before. She was however slightly concerned about how it would affect her job at Hooters.The first few days with a dick weren't too bad for Kiki. Her cock was small enough for her to tuck away when it. Oh my God, I’m talking with my parents’ accent. What’s wrong with me? “No, it is I who should be sorry,” he apologised. “This place, Sundara; it means beautiful and charming in Hindi, so I am very accustomed to serving beautiful Indian women.” He paused and looked away, realising he had just paid a brazen compliment. Looking back into my eyes with a bashful smile he said: “It is not the worst job I have ever had.” Oh, bravo, what a recovery! Aussie understatement from an Indian boy; I could. I was curious about this door so pulled up my boxers and jeans. In a split second decision, I thought I wouldn’t put away my dick so I left it hanging out, fully erect and pointing ahead. I moved towards the screen and headed for the dark doorway. It was pitch black. I moved through it and came to an opening on my right. I peered inside and managed to see two guys stood up kissing each other as they played with themselves. I continued straight ahead and came to a bigger room at the end that had.