She then went to a bench and poured herself a coffee from what looked to be a freshly made pot before sitting at the end of the table out of Bristoll'... line of sight.It was at this point that Sherman Armstrong took over."You're a handsome young man Nathan." He was looking at him, his expression was calm and serene, totally at odds with what I knew — hoped — he was about to challenge him with. "And such a fine physique too. I'll just bet the girls go for you in a big way, don't they?"Bristoll's. In time only the faintest hairline scar justabove his hips was visible. It certainly cramped his appetite so that heate little more than dainty morsels but that was more than compensated byhis new hour-glass figure. On balance he was grateful to do without thecincher he had been wearing since moving in with Judy.A related requirement was to stop him growing facial hair. No more beardor moustache. As Sheila explained "This is a variation on a skin graft.We abrade all that face and upper lip skin. She unzipped the tight skirt and it fell to her ankles. Some red marks in her thighs showed me that her black lover had held my wife tightly while he fucked her in a rough way.I ordered her to turn over. The sight of her nice round buttocks covered by a tiny black thong, made my dick began to grow…“Did your nigger fuck you in the ass…?” I asked her.Anita moved her head and muttered a “no”I asked her to bend over and spread her ass cheeks. She hesitated but she finally bent over, putting her. "I'm not, I'm knackered after that trip" Bella replied. "it was way too hot on that train"."Boring buggers, I'm off out!" Chris said defiantly."You coming, mate?" He asked me."Nah I'm good, gonna chill with Bella, a bit rude not to really." I said with a smile as we started to walk up the stairs with our luggage with Bella in front."You could always join us..." Bella said,lifting up her skirt with her free hand showing her amazing ass, jiggling with every step, her thighs slightly wet from her.