”I was hoping he would do that, and acted disinterested, saying, “Hey, man, it’s a free country and we’re in the privacy of your garage. I can...��t stop you if you want to air out your meat.”He pushed down his shorts and sat back on the stool, and I was impressed with his cock. It looked bigger than in high school, thick like a summer sausage and over six inches long on soft, with bulging veins all over the shaft. His cock head was peeking out of the foreskin, and his plum-sized balls were hanging. "I don't care that much for the taste of semen direct from a man," Isaid finally."Really? You used to seem eager enough for it when you were eating me."Was she telling me something I didn't want to hear? "I've alwaystolerated eating mine. And Bruce's." I hesitated, and decided not toadd 'And also Cameron's.'"I'd hoped for better when I married you. I'd hoped Bruce would turnyou onto guys, so when we got back home we could explore together whatthat half of the world has to offer a girl. . Two breasts were forming on my chest. They continued to grow tothe size of DD cups. I felt the warmth move down and shift my body as itwent. It reached my crotch then. I gasped as I felt another sharp pain.As if someone had reached from the inside out to the head of my cock, wasgrabbed and started to be pulled. It was shrinking inside of me. Ireached to feel it and it worked so fast that by time I had reached forit, I had a perfect little slit. A pussy. I now had a virgin pussy. . Luckily it wasn't all that difficult and by comparing thing with papers in my folder it all became clear. After an hour and a half every paper was read, categorised and archived, Elena asked if I would stay a little longer and we moved to the couch, she poored us a drink and we made some small talk. After a while the conversation went silent and after a few moments she said 'I'm so glad you helped me with those papers, I didn't understand a thing!', 'Well' I answered and made a nonchalant.