For nearly a minute I stood staring after him and to this day I can not really say exactly why. There was just something about him...My name is Karen ...hepard and I was fourteen at the time. We had just moved here three weeks before from the city where I had been born and lived all my life. There we had a nice three bedroom house on a nice quarter acre lot in a nice neighborhood in a nice suburb. Nothing unusual, just a typical middle class American life. When my dad got the promotion and we had. . I think.”“Ah, times change. Just try to relax otherwise this is going to be very painful,” I said. Again, very true. Her heart started beating even faster as the tip of my cock caught the anal opening on one of the sawing motions, and I could tell she was trying to loosen up. Still would be a tight fit, though, like a Pringles can through the finger hole of a bowling ball.I snuck a hand in my pocket and muttered something under my breath: I wish my cock was an inch thicker and two inches. Ranging in colour from medium brown to raven blackRob eyed the women with appreciation. Any one of them would look very nice riding his prick. He smiled to himself as he visualised the elegant executive at the next table astride him, her obviously perky tits shuddering as she bounced up and down on his cock.As Rob pushed the second cup of coffee away and glanced again at the wall clock, which now read 7.35pm, he made up his mind to walk back to his hotel. Azmat was obviously not coming and. He does all of their work for them when someone needs to disappear. Oh I see you are drifting off now pleasant girlie dreams.When I awoke again I was no longer tied to the bed. I was naked as the day I was born and as hairless too I guess. I could feel the pull of the hair on my head as it had been lengthened while I slept. Hair extensions I suppose. I could also feel the weight of the earrings in my ears. I reached up to rub my eyes and nearly put one out with the absurdly long nails I.