"Uh oh what have I done?" Brittany asked then clapped herhands over her mouth as the voice that came out was not hers but Sharon's.a tingle then began...to fill her entire body as her clothing seemed to begetting bigger; reaching back Brittany felt her mother hips shrink away aswell as her butt firm, the wave rolled across her body firming her breastsfirst then making her slit feel tighter somehow. As the tingle ceased andshe began to feel somewhat normal again Brittany wandered over to. One sound remained however, the rushing sound of blood in my ears as my heartbeat raced, out of tempo with the calm beautiful night. I rolled over onto my back, and glanced down at the wet sticky patch in my shorts, closed my eyes and smiled. My libido was re-awakened and it felt good. I returned home after briefly recovering my composure, and headed straight for the shower, dropping my shorts into the laundry basket as I entered the bathroom. Standing under the hot needling jets of water, I. Her head thrashed about wildly as she grasped at the towel on the patio chair. His hands clamped tightly on her ass, as his tongue moved back and forth from her passionate love button to her hot, moist, and wanting love box. He positioned his hefty arching member at the entrance to her pulsating and throbbing vagina. He began with slow steady thrust not taking long to building himself up to a quicken pace that had both their bodies writhing in pleasure and ecstasy. He reached around and began. "Becca, how do you like the clothes? I'm sure that you will be the toast of Paris. I'll have my driver pick you up at 6 o'clock Wednesday morning. Please be ready when he arrives. We'll take my plane rather than fly commercial. See you Wednesday.Carl hung up before she could even say a word. Sat down again and put her face in her hands. Tears would not come this time. She was beginning to be resigned to her fate. He knew exactly how to mold her to his will. She knew what Carl was doing, but she.