I've been a centaur, a pixie, a mermaid, and even a giant. I have even been a talking, sentient horse." She got a thoughtful look on her face. "Y'know... it's not quite so significant to say you and your father are hung like horses when you actually are horses." She grinned and Peter laughed.Peter thought about it. "Is there any way to get stuck in another universe?" Not that I'm aware of." Oh, okay." You sound a little disappointed. Is something going on at home?" It's just these bullies who. .. well... beautiful! All her effort with the cosmetics had enhanced my facial features... like colorizing a monochrome photograph to bring it to life! I couldn't believe what I was seeing... what she had done to me. Amazing!She brushed out my long hair to it's fullness. I had forgotten how much hair I actually had! She parted it in the center to clear my face and clipped it back over my ears. All very casual yet feminine. No more tight bun.Debbie had me finish dressing with a pair of tan. . I welcomed her and we both had the pizza and then while watching t vi made her sit on the floor so that I could massage her shoulders ( all this did on purpose to arouse her for her initial stage of orgasm) I asked her to sit below the sofa n started massaging her .. I slowly moved my finger inside her loose tee … I asked her to remove her tee for which she agreed since we both were open with each other. I strted massaging her with my smooth hands n tried seducing her erotically the entire. After all, Clifton was home all day since he was retired from the Navy. It must be nice only being in your forties and be able to spend most of your times with the neighbors wife.I think your getting the picture now. Yes, I always thought about Jennifer and Clifton getting it on. I can’t tell you how many times I jerked myself off with that mental picture of Jennifer sucking Clifton’s thick black cock.So, I guess your wondering how I know Clifton is hung like a miniature horse? You see, we.