Shweta noticed this and didn’t say anything just halted near TV for a while. I watched entire show of Neha fingering her hair and again tying them. ... got erection and Shweta noticed it.Shweta boldly laughed. Me and Neha now started looking at her. She told Neha directly about me watching her with lust. Neha also laughed. I was embarrassed. Shweta said sorry don’t be nervous it happens and we know you watch Neha like this in office too. They both giggled. I know now there is no point to defend. I stared at the nub of a tail for a moment, and as I stood there,craning my neck backwards to look in the mirror, I noticed somethingelse: my shoes were a bit tight. Turning back around to look down at myfeet, the tops of which were visible in the open top of my pumps, I sawa change that I assumed had just occurred, or else I was really losingmy focus: they were slightly hairy. No: FURRY. A dusting of white furwas clearly visible all over my feet, up past my ankles. It was justas Laura had. “Besides, I need a break anyway.” She walked over to one of the ball field dugouts and sat down. I followed her, still ashamed. But that changed when she got up, and moved into my lap. She leaned forward and kissed me, grinding herself against my manhood. “I love you. And I want to prove it to you with more than just baseball” she said. She kissed me again, harder, and I let my hands travel, moving down her back, and then under her shorts and grabbing her ass. I slipped my tongue into her. "This isn't what you promised, you said that you would rip my dress off and lick my cunt." She said.A light went off in my head; Meg was a sexually liberated woman, far in advance of the age. The dildo and sexy underwear showed that she was far from conventional.I stood up, lifting her easily and carried her down the hall to her bedroom; I threw her onto the bed, locked the door and turned back to her. I caught her dress by the neck line and pulled it as hard as I could, buttons flew around the.