So when we do fuck and suck and probe and tease and bite and drink each other up, well I can only hope we meet each others expectations. Luckily both...having a sense of humour should allow us to work through any post coitus awkwardness.We work together although different departments and we hardly ever see each other but text frequently. There have been many stories written in the past and this, though not really a story is again written with her encouragement and mostly for her, but please. Small, a-cup breasts tippedwith fully mature nipples. My ass was now fully feminine, and my packagehad shrunk to pre-puberty size. My hair was thick, full, a pretty lightbrown and down past my shoulders. Cute bangs hung down to my eyebrows,and both ears were pierced. I turned to hug her, and saw only pity in hereyes. She did hold me though, and helped me with my hair -- I used moussefor the first time. Also I put on a very tight sports bra so my breastswouldn't show under my baggy blouse, but. I rode with her clinging to me and the feel of her breasts against my back made my cock hard. She sniffed and then gigged as one hand slid around and down and felt my cock, “want something?”The feel of her hand seemed to make my cock grow harder and thicker. I felt a subtle swirl of magic from her and looked back, “Margaret taught you a little magic?”She smirked, “she said it would keep a male producing sperm.”I chuckled as I felt my swollen balls, “plus engorging their members.”I shifted,. Eighteen years on her and she had a pair of eyes that already scream out shameless cries of ecstasy far beyond the confines of her tight young body.I threw her over into doggy, she braced for impact as i drew out the length of my cock and slid myself back inside her, the ferocity in my thrust growing with each swift motion. My balls slapping against her as my cock met the end of her cunt. Her pussy closed in around me as she clenched. That was all i managed to think to myself when she yanked.