Uhhn.” It was like he was feeling around to make sure that I was still the same. I’d learned that change wasn’t his favourite thing. I started ...o almost feel a little dizzy when he dropped to his knees and massaged my dick through my boxers, shutting the bedroom door with the other hand. He felt how hard I already was and instead starting kissing me through the fabric. As he pressed his tongue to the material and slid it all the way up, and all the way back down again, my knees threatened to. That was startling enough since I had shaved only last evening.But I had a moustache! A thick moustache!I ran my fingers across it, feeling its shaggy density. It was a realmoustache, really attached to my face!This was impossible! It was impossible!My thoughts went instantly to the man from the cliff top the nightbefore. The same fat body and face, the same stubble and moustache. Butit was still my face beneath the fat and I wasn't bald like he hadbeen. I put my hand to my forehead then ran it. When I was done Angelo stood upand walked towards me and as he passed he grabbed my hand and pulled me towardsthe bathroom.“I need to take another shower,” he said. I just smiled andallowed him to pull me towards the bathroom. Anna’s bathroom is one of thelargest bathrooms I had ever been in before and every time I stayed at herapartment I marveled at its size. It was large enough to hold a two personsink, a toilet, a Jacuzzi styled bathtub, and a standup shower that could holdtwo people quite. It was funny, the lubricant made it go down with no trouble at all. He soon came into her mouth. It was most delightful, she said. Oh, you really should have seen it. It was the first time either of us had done anything sexual, and what an introduction. I still have no idea where Mary had learned any of it. Wherever it was, she had learned well. For the entire morning, she let us experiment on her, on each other, and with ourselves. She never said no or anything like that. Around the time when.