The bitches had found another crash space. A few miles from where they originally found the warehouses were another group, but unoccupied and mostly ...un down. They set back up again. They started their little burglaries again and quickly were back up to what they were used to. It was indeed fortunate that the dead guy had been wearing something they had once worn. So they decided to spread around some things. They were again going to try to kill Reggie Starr. Or even better, possess. 'He' picked up the lovely strawberry blond and carried her up to her bed.She giggled, "Stop, oh, stop!" egging him on.It was great being a man, thought the new Greg. No surrender, no feeling of helplessness. 'And I certainly am well hung!' 'he' thought proudly.* * * * *The new Laura Petrie awoke - the sun was streaming in the windows. Damn it, she had to piss again. She was already wet from last night! She was trapped in a strange female body, while the real Laura was making out with Sam! She. His hands, strong and rough, a working man’s hands, grabbed her hips and pulled her back. Vicky pushed her hips toward him, allowing another inch of that magnificent cock to spear her. It really was thick, and it stretched her almost painfully. She trembled as it drove into her two more inches. Then he pulled back just a little, leaving his cockhead inside her, before shoving hard, returning to her hot depths. Vicky groaned as a full four inches rammed into her. The unknown man began to fuck. When she had his pants pulled down past his knees, I was quite impressed with his cock. It was only about 7” long, but thick as I can imagine. Neelam started to give him a hand job and play with his balls at the same time. Soon Ankur had Neelam’s sweater unbuttoned and open squeezing her breasts and pulling her nipples. This is one thing my wife loves and that is to have her nipples pulled and tits treated roughly. After a few minutes of Ankur moaning, I looked back and Neelam had her mouth.