” “OMG NO NO.” Morgan cried out as they dropped their shorts. “Fuck YEA, YEA.” Josh and I were Yelling. We were standing up waiting t... see what would happen. Would she fight. “Man look at her Dad’s Cock. Big and ready.” “You aren’t going to touch me.” “Both you get out.” Dave emptied out a plastic bag he was carrying. There was rope, cable ties, a ring gag.” “Baby are you going to make use this? I think your brother would like that. Morgan shook is disbelief. Daddy, no, no."Her. 'It's so long since I've been fucked. I slipped my finger inside myself last night and if felt sooo tight. Almost as tight as my ass.'I edged my fingers down past her pantys, into her shaven thicket, within which somewhere was hidden a wet hole, apparently. It was farther down than I had anticipated, despite my diligent research into the matter through the years. Just when I thought my arm would stretch no more, I felt damp hairs, then my fingers slipped over smooth wet skin. More groans. Slapping on her butt .. Kissing her ass and ass gape and lick , bite her ass ,and pushing her on couch spread her leg in both side kissing fully shaved pussy start licking using tongue in deep …. she make hard moaning sounds….then he stand up her ,took her hand on her dick she move it and she sit up and suck his dick deep and deep suck his balls using tongue lick tip of dick…he hardly pulling her, hears then she stand up ….. he start kissing and put saliva on her mouth she drink it ….i cant. I thought it might have been the single beer I had, but alas when I looked at my hands, they started to turn long and feminine. By this time I was so freaked out that I had to leave, I jumped into a cab, my pants four sizes too big for me right now (Lets not even discuss into my now tiny feet) and raced home. Course, by the time I got home, I had long since forgotten all about Trisha and my body had once again taken on the appearance of my ‘manly’ frame. I guess now that I think of it, people.