’ With the bottle of champagne in one hand, and my love in the other, we walked into my apartment. I barely got the front door closed when she threw...herself at me and squeezed me with her arms and legs for all I was worth. I pulled her mouth into mine and let my hands roam over her back, grabbing her ass and squeezing it playfully. Her hands were on my shirt buttons and my shirt was half off before I remembered the champagne. Then I immediately forgot about it while her hands roamed over my. "What is happening?" I heard my deep voice say.I held her and explained that it looks like our two spirits were now ineach other bodies and she slowly opened her eyes again and tried tomove.She tried to put her hand on my face, and realized that her new arm wasmuch longer now, and had to adjust. Trying to stand up was alsodifficult, as she was much taller, with the weight balanced muchdifferently. We made our way to the kitchen, and it really hit me thateverything was much taller now, at least. Turning to look over my shoulder, I see you standing behind me, watching me, while you rub suntan oil on your hard cock.‘Now lean down and make out with him while he fucks your pussy good and hard,’ you say. I do as you wish and his tongue explores my mouth, while his dick explores my pussy. He wraps his arms around me, holding me against him tightly. Then begins to pump his giant meat deep into my little snatch. ‘That’s it Mike now hold her there,’ you direct. Mike’s arms are like bands of. Miss Ellen gasped as she understood what I was trying to do and said,"No.....no, don’t make me cum here."But I ignored her and carried on, searching until I heard that loud gasp which told me I had found her G-spot. I worked on that area, speeding up my fingers, going in and out faster and faster, all to the soundtrack of her begging me not to make her cum.Her screams got louder and louder. She was in ecstasy. She moaned and writhed until I heard those last orgasmic screams, then felt her juice.