And he humped against her. She responded by pressing her legs and parting them a little so his hard cock lay between them.They moved to the dark shado... of a large bush ... "May I ...?" he said. "I've always wanted you to kiss me ... I thought if you became my father-in-law that I would want to sleep with you as well"."Oh, Gwen, please let me ...." and his words were stopped by her red lips. Soon his tongue found his way deep into her mouth. "I don't know about sleeping with me", he said, "but I. My lips travel to his chest. I kiss him all over, sucking on one of his nipples as I play with the other. I trail a line of kisses down his belly, before finally … finally, reaching my destination! I take his hard cock in my hand and gently (hopefully!) slap it across my face. This makes droplets of his pre-cum land on my lips. I lick them up, tasting the first of his juices before taking his cock deep into my mouth. Sucking on him hard, I take more of his length deeper still, until I feel his. He was a divine male physically, was intelligent, and had that look that stripped my soul and elevated me. Perhaps the tremendously erotic force of the transformation had to do with the contrast of seeing him become a whore from a brothel showing off and selling his body to the man who is willing to pay for it. The idea of seeing her seduce other men began to spin in my head more and more insistently.I fucked “my whore” several times and continued to refine the wardrobe, educate her to walk. . well, I can’t let anyone see these, anyway. Sure, here, take the camera. Come over here, Chad.” Chad hesitated, which surprised me. I was touched by his fidelity. I told him, “It’s OK, Chad. I won’t be jealous.” They looked cute sitting on the bed, side by side. Chrissie’s breasts were slightly larger than mine and very full, much more appealing than I’d expected from how she looked dressed. Unlike me, her pussy had only been waxed. “Nice,” I said, “but you look like you’re afraid of each.