Between feeling my pussy walls slide on his cock, and my boobs swinging, I knew I fucked him both mentally and physically.I kept my eyes right on him ...or the being, but I saw him angle his head back and try to deal with the luxury of fucking his mom. It just tickled me pink, to say the least how I could be their mom and electrify them both sexually.As time went on, I did feel Alan make a tighter grip on my butt. It seemed like with each passing thrust of my cherry; his defenses went down a. He thenproceeded to take a dust cloth and began cleaning it up. Smoke rose from itand formed in a blonde woman wearing a bikini top, Turkish trousers, Arabianslippers and vest."You have three wishes master." The young woman said as show bowed."Three wishes?" The man smiled. "All right!" For my first wish, I wish to be a woman!" The man said quickly. He watchedas a pair of breasts stretched out his T-shirt. His cock and balls pulled upinside him, his hips widen and his waist became slimmer."All. I have no clue what you did, but I doubt it had anything to do with your clumsy dance steps.”Phil smiled, tapping the end of his cane on the edge of her desk. “Remember, client confidentiality precludes your releasing that information to anyone.”“So what exactly did you do? We’ve been wracking our brains trying to figure it out, but we’re drawing a blank. Even assuming a placebo effect, as you intimated, that affects pockets of study populations. Yet your results were consistent across the. As Timothy proceeded to pull the sheets down and expose my upper glutes, I tensed up for a moment in anticipation of his hands on my ass.“Are you doing okay, Ann?” Timothy asked.Wow… this guy’s intuitive! I thought. “Fine thanks,” I managed to reply.“If you ever feel uncomfortable, you let me know, okay?” Timothy informed.“Mmm-hmm,” was all I could muster as I felt Timothy’s expert hands begin to massage my glutes.God, how I loved the feeling of strong male hands on my ass. Jim had guessed as.