I was getting fucked front to back over and over again as I walked elbow to elbow with other people. My mind was on a high surpassing any other experi...nce. Midway down the hall I felt an orgasm growing. Panic stuck as the feeling grew. This wasn’t a ?Well, that was nice, I wonder what’s on TV? kink of orgasm. This was a body thrashing, tie me down so I don’t get hurt orgasm. The strangers I was walking next to may not be able to notice the hiss of the air through the hoses and the fact I was. And it was then she resolved never to walk or wear clothes at home until she absolutely had to (when her parents came to visit for example). Her place stank of her own sweat, piss and juices and she loved it that way. Would she ever have had unexpected visitors she would have certainly been in a pickle. But Susan kept to herself. Except for pledging for sororities. Not that she ever wanted to join one, but she was a happy contestant for every hell week.Susan sat on the floor in what once was a. She blushed at his blunt, sexual response. “Anything for the birthday boy,” she replied with a wink, and placed a quick wet kiss on his lips.Now, was the toughest part of the day, where he couldn’t do anything about his straining erection. Albeit, it was definitely his fault for struggling to hold back on groping his mother. The past few days, David would say that he had made significant process on potentially seducing his mother. He could tell that she was enjoying herself a lot more with his. A Carol that was staring unbelievingly at her. She knew what had happened. She was Melvin Goodall! And he was her! It was impossible! Impossible, but it had happened! She started laughing uncontrollably. Her crazy wish had worked. Let him be the waitress for a while, and see how he liked it!"A little more coffee, Carol," Carol said in a demanding voice.The new Carol poured it with shaking hands - staring fascinated at 'her' old body. What a weird dream. But could you feel hot coffee in a.