A dancingdusting of freckles on ivory-white cheeks, and shewanted to kiss and lick them. Oh, to taste Anna’ssmooth beautiful skin, to kiss her m...uth and suck herpert nipples…Oh God, why was she thinking this way about her ownsister? Her identical twin, no less, who taught her howto play hopscotch when they were small. This was sick.Sick! Her blush was so hot she feared her makeup wouldcatch fire. Must be the beer.Then she noticed how Anna was dressed. Low-rise jeansshowing off firm,. This new incarnation was hateful, uncomfortable, and all too natural to the remade being who couldn?t quite be called human any longer.There was, however, one thing about the new form that she had embraced with a fervor that was almost frightening. She had power. Power to change others into something just as alien to them as her own shape had been and continued being for her. Power manifested through a basket of lovely, exotic black orchids that never seemed to empty.Power that she had. Not helpless. Help is the last thing I would seek right now. I’m all too willing to submit to this feeling. This will be my first time. It’s been years since the seed was planted and first began to germinate. Once the rain hit the first tender leaves, however, the vine hungrily wrapped itself around my mind..my body..my cock..my ass..my self. As I walk through the lobby my heart pounds the perfect, deep rhythm of excitement. I’m not turning back. I’m going to do it tonight. I see them in the. Occasionally, they also laughingly wondered how Mom was dealing with her darling young son. Mom had indeed now moved on to fucking her son. After making him suck her cunt continuously for almost two hours, she had taken pity on his tired mouth and desperately throbbing six-inch cock. She was fucking him from top. Prasad was lying flat on his back, his mouth contorted in an expression of unbearable desire, as his Mom sat on his stomach, his cock deep into her pussy. She steadily rose up and down.