Scattered around his bodywere irregular patches of black, like you would see on the sides of...a cow. When he tried to object to being turned into a ...uman Holstein,with titanic udders, the only sound he could produce was a mournfulmooing. His tongue, wide and pink, lolled from his mouth."Ahh, you're trying to thank me. It's really not necessary. In fact,because your original date for a wish fulfillment was so long ago, I'mgoing to grant you something extra. Not only will I elevate your. Meri behan meray neechay late kar meri choot ko choosnay lagi. Meri gaand pehlay hi meri choot ki tarah slippery ho chuki thi. Is liay meray patti nay jor jor say meri gaand ki aor apnay lund ki payas bhujani shuru kardi. Thodi hi dair ke baad main apni behan kay moo main jarh gai aor apnay patti ka garam garam pani apni gaand ki gehraanyoun me utarta hua mehsoos karnay lagi. Meray patti nay apna sara pani meri gaand main katra katra kar kay nikaal dia aor main nay apna sara pani apni behan kay. He hadn't seem to gain much of anything, he mostly just lost a bit ofweight around the middle and more worrisome to him was the loss of nearlyall of his body hair. I finally noticed that his tone, fit arms wereindeed very smooth looking. He quickly pulled up his shirt to give me afast enough view to get the idea that there wasn't any chest hair left."I don't have any left below the belt at all, either." he stated in asomewhat mute tone. He rubbed his stubble, whining about how it wassomething. Bill rolled his finger back and forth in her cavern, feeling her tight walls constrict around it. He continued to work on Susan’s hot box again with his masterful tongue. His thumb now made its way into her pussy as well and rubbed her lower walls. He could feel his finger in her ass thru her walls. Susan could too, as she was really rocking against his hand. Bill straightened up and edged close to her. His left hand pushing her lower back down, he eagerly.