We use to chat till midnight. We use to share all our secrets one day she sent me some double meaning WhatsApp joke messages and told me not to tell a...out this to anyone. I realised we both had same intensions so, I told her that I will not tell this to anyone and I like these kind of messages. She started sending me those types of messages. One day I sent her a sex story. Later she texted me that it was great story and she liked it and asked where I got them from?. I told her about Indian sex. Maybe he'd always figured I would come in, and prove I was up for taking his choad. Maybe he just didn't give a fuck, and rolled with the punches as they came. Maybe, like me, when his body responded, he was a slave to it. Whatever it was, the air was thick with more than just sweat and cum. He leaned down, helping me to my feet, and told me to lick my lips, there was shit dripping off them. It was gross, but I kind of went with it. When I did, my tongue was recoated with his goop. As I. She propped her head on one hand and looked me up anddown. Our breasts almost touched. Mine was much bigger."You've seen the lanyard, look at the clothes." I said. "Like my wholelife has changed." But why?"I shrugged and ran my hand down my sides. My hips were full and round andmy thighs touched at the top."That mirror did something to me."I rolled out of bed and walked across to the offending article. Thismorning it gave a clean reflection of a woman in her mid twenties, herfair hair was long. ButMistress I think we miss some good candidates who aretoo frightened to get erect, to lay their manhood onthe measuring board.” Greta smiled at the captain; theyhad known each other for several voyages and arguedthis before.“Probably, likely in fact, but I know not another way.It has been used since the time of the old ones, of thesagas. We want no little pricks to goad us on our way.Make sure we do not take any over the age of twenty ifyou can, not unless they are like those two.