Although she much preferred dogs, she never objected to a nice mouthful of human cock. Harold drew the blinds and locked the door and produced his pri...k. Helen knelt down on the floor, took his cock into her mouth and commenced to suck. Harold seemed particularly horny today and, in minutes, hosed her gullet with a stream of spunk. She polished his spent cock-knob and daintily wiped the errant drops from her lips.Going down on a man always made her more horny than ever for a dog, and she. Raven stood and got dressed quickly, then plopped back to her spot on the couch. Kurt pulled Elizabeth to a stand and instructed her, Go into the kitchen and make Raven and I two glasses of Merlot, Elizabeth. She looked at him sheepishly, blinked a few times then nodded her head. But as she went to stand, she felt a small stab of pain. He had done a number on her that much was sure. Still, Elizabeth limped carefully out of the living room and into the kitchen. She heard the two of them. Once every week I would find an opportunity to indulge all by myself. Although every night ended with a joyful release, that wasn't the most important aspect for me. What I enjoyed the most were the fantasies, and the slight sense of reality the clothes applied to them. The transformations themselves weren’t all that hard. All my years of fantasizing had kept my mind correctly attuned, and movements and attitude came easily. I had never really been a masculine boy, and when I let my hair grow,. I had no intention of messing around with Carla, but when she leaned across that divider and our lips met for the first time, I instantly knew I had crossed a line. She was so full of pent up frustrations, that it seemed unkind to not oblige her advances and give her a small amount of comfort. We sat there for the longest time, kissing and exploring the depths of passion, raising the bar on what might transpire next. “Oh my gosh,” Carla said, as we took a break. I smiled. “First base,” I.