He's a good lad and he never complains..." So how old are you now, Ricky ... about 8?" ... Mmm ... nearly ... in three weeks time." So how come you'r... an Arsenal fan ... I am, but I was born not far from here and most of my mates were, and some of my family." ... Hmm ... not sure really! At school some people are Arsenal supporters and some support Tottenham, and a few other teams. I was just more interested in Arsenal." And have you got a favourite player?" ... Well, maybe Jack Wilshere...". Both black men pushed hard and held me tight as I felt their cocks pulse and throb as they pumped their cum deep into my body. My legs convulsed as my pussy and ass muscles began milking their cocks, wanting more cum, milking their balls dry.Our sweaty bodies laid still as we were connected together. I was happily sandwiched between two men that just pumped their fluids I craved into me. I was in a state of sexual bliss as my breathing slowed to normal and my eyes focused on my friend as she. Also gone were the pain and/or drugs that had been with him longer than the machines. He sat up, his chest shifting weirdly as he did. He looked down and saw a pair of breasts. He got up and ran to the mirror. Looking back at him was a beautiful, well-endowed blonde.Still staring in amazement, he... she heard a knock on the door. Esmerelda stuck her head in. "Miss Davies, I'm sorry to inform you, your husband, master Davies, has passed on."Phillip felt real tears. That was crazy. He was alive. The rest of the girls shared knowing smiles as they heard the Maliri Queen’s telepathic reply.Rather than reacting with alarm, John nodded with satisfaction. “Good.”Amusement turned to shock as the girls gaped at him in astonishment.Alyssa asked in a hushed voice, “Are you serious? You want to start getting them all pregnant?!”“No, of course not,” John replied, rolling his eyes. “You know I want to be actively involved in raising my children. I’m pushing the limit with the number of women I’ve.