She was choking him. He was dying. Why did his chest feel as if a fire was burning on it and not in it?“Begone demon,” he heard her say in a lispe... voice. “He belongs to me now. Begone, I say.”He felt as if a chaotic battle was being fought in his head. He screamed. In his mind, he screamed and screamed before the pain that seemed to inflame every nerve and cell in his body overwhelmed him. His body slumped in the coils that held him.Serpin lowered him gently to the floor and then changed back. He did NOT like guys, and that was a fact! He couldn't imagine going out with one, kissing, or cuddling with a guy. He definitely loved pussy, and everything about women. He loved his lady. Why was he so horny now? Why was he mesmerized by that big helmet headed dick in front of him...? That big mushroom head, which reminded him of the ones he liked in his favorite pornos--the ones that had that showed nothing but blow jobs. But we can go more into that later--anyway--why was this happening,. However he did not think much of it. Hefigured that she won the bet and was perfectly entitled to frivolouslyspend her money on making his as realistically feminine as possible.Karen looked him in over his bra and pantyhose before she unfolded theknee length skirt suit in her bag. Clarence looked it over and noticedthere were few visible wrinkles as he placed the black pinstripedpencil skirt on first before he placed on the beige short sleevecotton blouse. He went to fasten the buttons, but he. I finger fucked her and asked whether she liked exposing, she said she enjoyed and leaked when that guy stared at her partially exposed one boob.She became shy and smiled back, I lifted her by squeezing and pressing her bare whitish ass and I made her to sit on a coffee table and I sat on the chair facing her swollen inviting hairless pussy.I started to roll on my tongue between the gap and pushing my tongue further, her moans and her hormones made her juice to flow out, she was arching back.