I was standing next to the bed and she curled her legs around me and told me to stand still while she worked herself back and forth, fucking me. Don't...get me wrong, I was enjoying myself but I wanted more. I wanted that ass. I slurped my finger full of spit and pressed it against her asshole. She didn't flinch. I pressed harder. She moved faster. I pressed it into her and she went faster. She turned around, sucked my dick a little and then spit on it, leaving it dripping with spit. She turned. Not only were my swaying boobs a distraction,but I was now much shorter than before. I started to flail when my feetdidn't hit the floor when I expected, but I was able to catch the sideof the rack and steady myself. After I stood upright, I could notbelieve how much bigger my stateroom seemed. Whereas I had to duck myhead before to avoid the air conditioning vent routing off the overheadpiping, it appeared that I could now only touch it on tiptoe. If we havetruly changed bodies, then I have. McCall rubbing salve on her left breast would run through my mind for the next two days.I took a seat next to her and kissed her, fiercely, not knowing if I could control my rage. This was no longer about Janet. Being scolded for not knowing how to dress pissed me off. To my astonishment, Sally kissed back, purring, showing that she liked the rough treatment. Well, if that's what she wanted, she'd met the right guy.She giggled as I took her small breast into my mouth, trying to devour the whole. The angle of her head. His position in the room. She couldn’t see crap. For a moment her jaw tightened and she thought about giving up. Just saying fuck it.Much to her surprise, from above a pair of lips pressed against her wrist. Soft. Slow. Deliberate.His trail of love spanned the length of her arm and then her neck. Then her ear. And then the space between her eyebrows. Her forehead. The last episode of affection was the hardest to bear. All she wanted was to draw him closer and feel the.