At least the beauty sleep seemed to do its job. Blonde, slim and tall, with long legs and perky little breasts, she was a bit of an eye-catcher.Finall..., I could hear the door open and saw Emma stumble into the living room, wearing a white shirt and her tightest jeans, showing the shape of her round little ass, one of her main assets.When she had taken her boots off, I kissed her goodnight, but she drew me closer and I could feel her tongue against mine. At the same time, I could hear my pants. Erin wasnt convinced that the jellybeans werent some kind of placebo, but she acted like they were green M&Ms and hungrily wolfed them down. Lou wasnt the best pussy eater in the world Erin mused, but what he lacked in skill he made up for enthusiasm. He devoured her as much as he could. Lapping noisily up and down at her wet slit. She had to gudie his lips to her clit so that we would get it right, but he still went back to sloppily licking her all over. Not enough to make her cum alas, but. It knew John was waiting for it to let its guard down. "You, John, are a woman, now, because of a previous experiment that... didn't work the way I thought it would."(Chrissy was confused, "Did they switch to another game?")Mary's plucked and penciled eyebrows frowned (he-she was losing more and more of his-her feeling of invulnerability), "That happens a lot with Grandpa's 'experiments'." He-she wanted to try covering up again.The bra responded with, "That's why they're called experiments!. Beauty sensed it, became anxious, expectant. He was used to it. Tammy, his young mistress, had done it many times."Not yet," she giggled, backing away. "Wait until I'm naked."Priscilla slipped her bra off, laid it over the side of the stall with her blouse. She cupped her budding mounds in her hands. Her knees shook, and she stopped playing with herself for a moment."God!" she gasped. She plopped back in the hay and eased her jeans down, then kicked them off. Her heart was beating wildly. "Ooo,.