Why do you thinkhe did that?" Ask him, I don't know!"That revelation hit me hard - that Kirsty had set her bastard of aboyfriend on me. For what? To g...t my life, that's why. Bastard. He/shegot locked up as well - aiding and abetting the rape, though he wasreleased without charge after a couple of days. I refused to seehim/her/it. As shit as the whole body swap thing was, surely we couldhave sorted it out without bringing the police and a serious sexualoffence into the mix.And there were other. Barely ten minutes earlier we'd been holding hands downstairs, enjoying the company of our friends, laughter gradually turning raucous as the alcohol flowed. Now I'm struggling to keep quiet out of necessity, low mewls spilling into the dim room past a hastily bitten lip. I want to cry out in ecstasy, to scream the fucking place down. Instead, my hands clutch the back of his head, spurring him on even though he needs no urging to continue slamming inside my drooling, velvety tunnel. Every time. No, the taste of cum, especially others' ejaculations, he considered a treat and the final piece of evidence of a evening well-spent. He lapped away and Uma was bemused to see that while he did so that his cock had once again become erect."Curious," she thought as she took the empty bowl away before undoing the bonds that held him.He staggered from the room and into the bright light of the hallway and made his way to the staircase that led to freedom. Uma and Vidya standing at the doorway. Louise knew very well I was enjoying it. I was caressing his suntanned prick and wanked him as I looked into my wife’s face. She watched me rub and massage his slippery shaft and run my fingers over his shinny helmet on each stroke just inches above her face. She smiled at us both and squeezed her tits with one hand and milked the last drops of cum from my prick with the other as I continued to masturbate Floriano. Very soon his head dropped back, muttering something in Spanish he ejaculated,.