As we approached we were greeted by the sound of moaning and slurping noises and the unmistakable slap of body against body. As we went deeper into th... darkened area Suzy took hold of mine and Larry's arms, and steered the four of us towards one of the deep leather couches next to a great four pillar bed where three couples lay in different states of undress. In one corner we could see a guy sitting in a chair with a girl facing away from him and bouncing up and down on his prick as she watched. Like every other part of thetransformation, his new hair was a major hassle. The lush golden locks kepttickling his ears, neck, shoulders, back, and front, and kept getting intohis eyes. Brushing them aside or behind his ears seemed an exercise infutility. As soon as he moved, they just returned to their originalarrangement. Now, with his hair wet, he could literally feel its weight onhis scalp and shoulders. And, there was most likely nothing he could doabout it. He suspected that if he tried. “But give me a half an hour first.” I agreed. She looked like she could use some rest; her cheeks were red, and her hair was messy and sloppy. I helped her undress. She went into the bathroom and took a long hot shower. She was in there so long that steam was coming out through the door left ajar. I listened as she was singing a song. She seemed relaxed yet tired. I called the room service and ordered two roast beef dinners and a bottle of champagne. She stepped out of the shower, with her. When he finally got it all stuck up her, his prickhead was going to go deeper than any prick had been before, opening up virgin territory inside her cunt.Molly loved that idea.She released the mastiff's cock, her hand sliding down onto his swollen balls. Samson humped again and this time, unrestrained, he drove the length of his cockmeat up inside her pussy. The dog was balls-deep up her cunt, buried to the root. They held that full penetration for a moment, as Molly thrilled to the sensation.