“You need a fuck.” Your voice is near my head, surprising me. You put a soft pillow under my neck, all the time aware of my needs. All I can do is...whimper, words are forbidden. You take my hands. I feel the soft velvet on the inside of my favorite cuffs as you fasten them around my wrist. You hook the chain to another and I feel as you pull my arms back. When the tension is just uncomfortable, not painful, you stop. Your preparations are driving me wild. I want to feel your tongue lapping my. We went to the kitchen and she gave me a glass which I downed. Mary was standing at the sink and I took the empty glass over and set it on the counter and camel toe turned and kissed me. Then she pinned me to the counter and kissed me some more while her hand rubbed my cock. Then she knelt down and pulled my hard cock from my shorts and took it in her mouth. This all happened so fast that I was not sure what to do. I reached to grab her head to thrust my cock into her throat and cum but camel. They looked at each other and laughed. In a way it was humorous, them being transformed into two different people of the opposite sex, yet their love and attraction for each other was still strong as ever. Melinda sat looking at Jonathan and suddenly felt something strange. ‘Here we go again, I’m getting a strange feeling’ she said looking at Jonathan. The penis between her legs had suddenly become swollen and hard. Jonathan suddenly laughed as he saw the bulge developing in her shorts. “You like little boys mate, this is better meat - perfect, untouched, sweet and soon to be so fucked up she will always remember the ride in Alf’s van,” snickered Arif, thinking fucking queers and finally wrapping a cloth over her eyes and ears. Being a quiet, in public girl, she hadn’t a clue what they were on about, they always bantered in words that went over the curly haired head.Nigel wondered where he’d gone wrong that day. All for the sake of fucking a teen fanny, when all he had to to.