I watched his eyes as the sound of his balls echoed sensation of what was going through my body. There was rapturous bliss, his inner sadist was glint...ng in his eyes.I was cumming and cumming waves of orgasms the pleasure was extremely high level of intensity.Then he pulled my quivering body close to him, and he cuddled me and my body eventually my body stopped quivering and I was able to talk once again.Enough, he asked, the answer was an abrupt NO!!!.I was still tied up and he was still in. " "No, it's just ordinary household dust. It might make you sneeze, but itwon't make you anything else. Besides that's all idle gossip. I also never change anyone into a bimbo whodoesn't already show that tendency or richly deserves it. And Donny my boy,you don't meet either category. " "Thanks, I guess." "Ah, the seventies. That was the time I joined Bimboholics Anonymous, awizard support group. We met each week to discuss other ways of extractingrevenge besides changing people into. The nearest a fit guy in his 40s forced me down onto his juicy cock. He slapped his wet uncut cock over my face, before face fucking me some more. He then manouvred me so i was bent over with my pantied pussy up in the air. I felt his finger working my lips and within a short while I felt his fat cock slide in my panties just as he emptied a hot load all over my lips. He left quickly - it was risky anyone could just walk in and we were very exposed.I stood in the doorway massaging his cum. Shirley and I were enjoying the small respite away from the guys before her husband appeared to give his wife a kiss. It was then she asked him where Samuel was. As my hope disappeared slightly due to the fear that Samuel would accidently reveal some secrets, I then heard that he was bringing along one of the professors as well. I didn’t get to hear much about who before a familiar face came through the door. ‘Hi y’all,’ he said mockingly before kissing his mother on the cheek and hugging his.