Her red lips circling it. Fredrick could just stand and stare as Clint's voice rose with passion. He was transfixed on this scene. The female sounds, ...e determined, were coming from this blonde. But how had she gotten into the Frat unseen? And what was she doing in male clothing?Fredrick could only wonder as Clint began to rise in volume. He was nearing orgasm, which was apparent, both from his tone and from the speed the blonde head bobbed up and down."Don't stoooooopppp..." Clint groaned as. But even if not doing much in a daily basis, she had many encounters with her girlfriends. And enjoyed every single of them.“Have I told you that you have a gorgeous pussy, Doralee?”“Uhhh… shut up and lick my pussy, Lucille”It was said without offense, since a girl being pleased wouldn’t like to get her joy interrupted by someone talking about. The hairdressing salon owner wasn’t also too into talking, it was just a moment to take some breath before returning to give pleasure to Doralee.. "As I told you, your vessel was weak and the eaglespirit guided me to bring your strong spirit into a better vessel." Icouldn't comprehend what had happened and thought perhaps I was merelydreaming or had already died.I opened my eyes again and looked down. Long golden hair fell over myshoulder, across the blue patterned fabric, and over the bumps on mychest. Looking beyond I could see blood staining the cloth where my leftthigh would be. I looked to my left again to see myself lying on myback.. It was of average length and curved up towards his belly button. It was so hot under my touch. I was amazingly turned on at being able to jack him off. We both were speechless, only moaning under the pleasure gained from the naughty feeling of what we were doing. After about 15 minutes, I broke the silence. Ryan, did you want to go down on me? He didnt speak, merely looked me in the eyes, shuffled his body into place and wrapped his tender lips around my dick. I squirmed and writhed my hips.