She repeatedly lets out soft moans and I can feel her arch her back as if trying to force her breasts up against my hands even more, She then reaches ...p and takes my hand in hers and guides it down to the bottom of her shirt and then lifts the bottom of her shirt up and over my hand so I'm now caressing her bare stomach. she is obviously ready to move to a more physical level and I'm not going to complain, I slowly run my hand up over her belly till I reach the underside of her breasts, and. I also remember Rachel could sing. When our school choir sang, she was always the soloist. Her voice, there's something about her voice. I think I dreamed about her voice," I said."Okay, Bro, I believe you. Rachel does have a nice voice. She is always singing around here, but dreaming about her singing? When were these dreams?" Toby, I think she sang to me when I was in a coma. I have no way to verify it except some of the songs she sang, I never heard before because they came out after the. . fuck, yea ..." she moaned as my cock slapped against her face, "I'm so fucking horny."I swivelled my hips side to side, my cock slapping and dragging across her face a few times, before I pulled her mouth over it again. She took my whole cock down, choking a little, as I ran the thumb of my right hand over her clit. I used it to rub up and down, and in circles, while my finger stayed in her pussy.She came, thrashing and moaning, with my cock in her throat. A muffled scream escaped around my. He wanted his body back.But for the seventeen-year-old boy in the body of a teenage girl, therewas no turning back.The next morning, Brad was up with the sun. What feminine horror wouldhe face today? He half expected to see another Disney princess dress orperhaps another Hannah Montana outfit. Inwardly he breathed a sigh ofrelief when he saw what the professor had laid out for him to wear.This wasn't going to be so bad after all.Brad walked into the Jenn Tech television studio wearing a blue.