If he had to be some sortof inhuman, freakish woman, at least he could fly.He walked back to his room, and heard Sam walk into the bathroom after hele...t. He was tempted to turn around and look, but remembered his promise.He walked over and ate the energy pack, took the pills, and his lastthought as he lay down was a hope that MORFS would just hurry up and getthis over with.He got his wish. The next time he woke, it was to a refreshing afternoon,with no aches, pain, or nausea. He felt both. "He tastes so much differently from you and I though he would scold my throat. His come is so hot." She was getting pinker, almost a full blush as the memories of the previous night went through her mind's eye."A dog's temperature is several degrees higher than ours." I informed her, quite unnecessarily, but I had to say something and useless facts are always a good fall back."I wish we had a video camera." This was a new turn of events. Jill had never even wanted to pose for me if a camera was. Is that because of me?" she purrs."You know it is, baby," I grunt, my voice thick with desire.The sensation of her fingers massaging my trapped erection is sending me into overdrive. I'm on fire. Her kitchen tap might have stopped leaking but my cock is more than making up for it. I'm ready to take her right there and then.Jessica giggles and pulls away before I can put the beer down and grab her.Says she wants to have a little chat first.Fair enough, I can control myself. If that's what she. Masseurs that you can cheaply hire for a lot of diverse, extra work... *** Rhonda didn’t just get a room that day, she had the cool opportunity to get an entire cabin for herself. It was a lot more expensive than simply renting a normal room and it was pretty rare to find one empty, but it was worth the money, totally worth the wait as well. It was luxurious and had this rustic, brown, wooden template. She felt at home for some obscure reason.A television was on when she entered the room. One.