I grabbed a towel and wiped my cum from my stomach and her back. Looking at her had my cock beginning to grow again but it would be minutes before I h...d a hard on that would penetrate her. I got on my knees behind her and licked along her slit from her clitoris to the butt plug. Her fluid was still running copiously. She moaned as I tapped on the end of the butt plug with my knuckle. I regained my feet, my cock was like a steel rod again.Charlene was looking very vulnerable bent over at ninety. The proverbial fat cats. They looked as though middle-age spread and over-indulgence had left them so lethargic that perving over young people was all the sex they could manage, or be bothered lifting a finger or elevating a penis for. But they were nothing like as daunting as the women. 'Cougars and Milfs', Tracey called them later (how does she know these things?). My only consolation beforehand had been the thought that Tracey, not my male self, would be the centre of attention. After all,. .uh...I'll be right back..." Jack heard himself say in Jasmine'svoice. He got up and rushed into the bathroom. On the way, the voicecalled out, "Ok, but get that ass back here soon!" Jack shut thebathroom door and looked carefully at the reflection in the mirror. Itwas definitely Jasmine. He turned to the side and inspected every inchof this new body. "I'll be damned...the professor was right!" But...nowJack had to deal with this mystery guest in the bedroom. Based on thesoreness eminating from. "Why don't you come by later and keep me company Jimmy?" I nodded as she added "Around eight P. M.?" I will see you then." I said as I left. And I did.We made love several times that summer. She enjoyed my seven incher, screaming how much it filled her up, when she had an orgasm. I was a bit disappointed. I don't know what I expected but I thought screwing a black girl would be more different than it was. You know the old saying... 'It's all pink on the inside.' Other than her hair, both on her.