Mrs. Handford took out a magazine and settled in to read while the other passengers boarded. I tried to relax and listen to a little music while we wa...ted for takeoff. I didn't get the chance.At least half a dozen men boarding the plane recognized me. I'd get the double take first then they would gush. "You're Kyle Martin!" "I'm so glad the Broncos took you." "Can you get us to the playoffs?"I greeted each of the fans politely, shook hands and did autographs if asked. Mrs. Handford leaned over. I saw them hanging out and they just comfortable. Stephanie leaned her head on Marcus and started rubbing his chest, watchin tv, Then she said something to Mary and Mary leaned close to her face, conveniently by his cock. I saw Steph pretend to bite his dick and he jumped. The girls started laughing and they both hugged him for having startled him. Then they started rubbing his cock together. This progressed and they moved their hands into his pants and pullled his thick fucking black cock out. Know any good spots?’ ‘Oh yes, I know just the place.’ He said, expectation evident in his voice. ‘Come on, it’s not too far now.’ They walked a few more minutes until they peaked over a low hill, and Leanne’s breath caught in her throat at the sight. There, nestled within the bright green curves of mother earth, laid a perfect little pond. It was blue-green and smooth as a mirror, adorned with a few flowering water plants. Leanne laughed out in delight, and without conscious thought, left. . fully descriptive. Your feminine body is so voluptuous and flawless as to be written about with godlike adoration in poetry, but between your legs is the kind of wickedly male implement that would put beasts to shame. The balls that hang heavy below it seem to churn with what feels like superhuman virility. The first thing you feel is the beautiful warmth of your new form radiate through your soft skin and swollen bosom. The second thing you feel is an overpowering wave of animal rutting.