I remember the look on that poor sweet girl's face turned from shock to horror when her new improved sister strapped her in place for her own transfor...ation. Hell, I'm getting damp again now just thinking back to that moment."You're a monster." Hissed Sally."Flattery will get you nowhere Miss Jones, but I do love a bit of sassiness. I'm tempted to leave a bit of that fire in you when I reboot your mind; just in case I feel like something a little feistier in my sex life. Anyway enough with the. After a brief recovery, they said they needed to go. I told Wanda that she was welcome anytime. The next encounter, I would try to talk Debbie out of her ass. I got dressed and cleaned myself up a bit, then went on to bush hogging, it's a good thing that it doesn't require much exertion on my part, the two women had practically worn me out today.I always looked forward to newcomers and Debbie never failed to bring the ones that wore me out, not that her or my aunt needed any help in that. . calling her those filthy names? What the hell does he have against her?Peter Knight lay beside the voluptuous blonde with his eyes closed. He was sated, fulfilled, completely at peace. He smiled inwardly, knowing that he should feel some kind of remorse for his vicious treatment of the cunt-eating stewardess, but he didn't. He had settled the score, so to speak. Not only with her, but with Francine--thought his ex-wife's comeuppance for what she had subjected Davie to was still to be. Getting Max to assume some kind of sexual attitude was always one of my fantasies and now it looked like he was on the verge of catching on.As he started humping, I could feel something wet poking my butt. It was his pee-hole, the hood from where his penis emerged. All I had ever seen of a dog’s penis was a pointy, little red thing that poked out of Max’s pee-hole or sheath when he licked himself. As Max humped his sheath against my butt, I could feel that pointy, red thing from inside the.