“Well slut boy if you want more you’re just going to have to wait, it takes me a bit to get hard again.” He looked me over from head to toe, fro... the welts on my cheeks to my hard dick, that was leaking pre-cum from its 6” tip. “Well boy looks like you really liked me raping your mouth. You want me to fuck you with this dick here?” at this he took his soft dick, which was still an impressive 5”, and wagged it around hitting me with the remnants of his cum. I just sat there and stared, I bit my. My cock made a tent out of my boxers and this brought a smile the Sharon's face. I sat up and finished my drink then pulled my shirt off tossing it to the floor. Sharon downed her drink as well then stepping back she took my bottle and hers and placed them on the table. The sight of her made me even harder if that was possible. As I watched, she rubbed her hands across her tits and then lower to her pussy rubbing her satin skirt against her folds. Then she reached under her skirt, and I saw. " he choked out before falling to his hands andknees.Linda watched in glee as Jack's father stood stone faced as his sonbegan his transformation. Linda watched as the obnoxious young mancried before her, his short brown hair slowly growing longer and longer.His tall muscular body shedding muscle left and right, his whimpersgrowing in pitch as his innards shifted and changed to fit his new form.Jack watched through the tangle of his now long hair as his father juststood there, stone faced,. Just close your eyes and jump. The hardest part is letting go of what you know just because you're afraid that whatever comes next might suck worse."Nicole studies my face with a disarmingly sincere expression, and I have to resist the impulse to reach out and run my hand through her hair. Instead, my fingers seek refuge with my wine glass once again, and I take another sip."Try out something new," she says. "Not just work, I mean. Go and hang out with some amateur theatre group. I'm sure they.