Leslie was limp and the two just sat and allowed the last vestige of Leslie orgasm to work their way through her. Thankfully, the water began to cool ...nd provide some energy back to both as they kissd and touched each other. Standing now Leslie took Steve’s hand and guided him back to the bedroom. She dried him off and he returned the favour. Very little words being said Steve and Leslie scooted under the blankets and began the soft kisses once again each enjoying the feel of the other. Tender. "What the fuck's going on." Sharon asked me."Fucked if I know." I said. "Bad luck there with the police showing up. Let's go have a look." "And where the fuck did you get too?" Sharon asked as she punched me in the arm.“I was talking to Julian.” I said “Remember him girls.”“Is he here?” June asked. “Yes June but so is his wife.”“Bugger.”“So what now?” I asked. “What do you two have planned?“I'm going to take some home with me." she said. "It is my birthday after all." Fair enough." Sharon said.. His feet kept stepping on the hem and trippinghim up. That reminded him of something else he needed. Shoes. He found some black shoes which were almost boots beside the bed.Julian had to strain to reach the shoes to do them up thanks to hisdress, but eventually he made it. The shoes had two inch heels and Julianwas glad to be a little taller. He couldn't be sure, but he suspected hisnew body was quite a bit shorter than his old one. He staggered unsteadily to his feet thanking God. Then their tongues intertwined around his swollen cockhead, and their lips loved it until he spurted the starchy juices for them to share.At the vivid memory, Lauralee looked into the mirror over the sink and ran her tongue over he lips. Robbie had run out of gas, after that climax, and was drained for some time, so she and Bettina had gone on making love, screwing each other clit to clit, then finger-fucking for awhile, and finally doing a sizzling, hunching sixty-nine, their heads locked.