’ I know I can do it.’ ‘Do what, darling?’ I would murmur, rolling my spent body against the hard muscles of his chest. ‘Take mime with me,�...� he would say. ‘Right to the top.’ ‘Of course you can, darling.’ ‘What?’ he would say, startled out of his reverie. At such times I think he truly forgot my existence, so feverish was he in his devotion to what he saw as his life’s goal. ‘Never mind,’ I would say, and slide my lips down the length of his gorgeous torso until I enveloped his freshly stirring. You dont waste anytime in taking my cock deep in your throat. I can hear gagging sounds coming from you, I watch you and when you take my cock out, you have a line of spit leading to the head. You catch your breath and go back down, again gagging and sliding a finger in my ass and rubbing my balls. You look up at me and your eyes are watering, not from pain or fear, but from the gagging. You whisper in my ear, "does that feel good baby, am I doing good honey" I say youre amazing and you start. Come Wednesday morning, however, Benita’s clitoris could no longer be called a clitoris, it was clear, even to the horrified Benita, what was happening, yet she still lived in denial. What had been her clitoris had now grown and clearly formed into a cock. Her cockhead was now a bit over two inches in diameter and measured two inches at its crown. That was not the worst of it though, the cockhead had a shaft, albeit a two millimetre shaft, but it was a shaft, nonetheless. With shaky fingers,. "I guess that must be our next destination.They went back into the shack to get weapons. Standing in one corner were two what could only be swords in their scabbards. They looked to be about four feet long and very heavy. Troy thought, I'd be doing good to lift it let alone swing it.To his surprise he not only was able to pick it up and wield it easily but he found that he just knew the techniques of its use.Kurt picked his up also. "Now I know those were not here before or one of us would have.