"Go ahead, you can taste it. You want to taste it, don''t you?" he asked. "But I have never'" you replied. "It's OK," he comforted you, "It's natural....Take your time." He eased up and placed it on your lower lip. Your tongue came out, tentatively tasting the tip. It came away in a long, sticky strand. It was salty and sweet. You rather enjoyed the flavor. Then, after a few moments, the taste did something to you. It sent a burning hot streak of arousal, through the core of your being.. I think she had been enjoying herself as I worked on myself earlier. I worked my finger round her wet lips, slowly making my way just inside. My erection swiftly returned, with the help of her hand on my body and the tender stroking of my balls. She smiled, “One last job and you’re done.” She got up off the sofa and straddled my legs, facing towards me. She squatted down and rummaged in her robe. “Here put this on, don’t where you’ve been.” But she smiled as she said it. I slipped on the. She especially liked Jerome's cock. Pauline loved anal sex and as far as she was concerned Jerome was designed for anal. Jerome's cock, while fairly long (eight and a quarter inches) was no bigger around than a Ball Park Frank before cooking plumped it up. As far as Pauline was concerned it was an absolutely perfect fit for her butt.Anyway, I finally got Jerome up and ready and he walked over to make Pauline "airtight" and as I was wiping my mouth with the hem of my skirt I heard a voice. Sarah's right hand lazily slid up and down myleft thigh, as I started to caress her silky right thigh with my lefthand."Jen," Sarah said softly, "I don't think I answered you completely theother night about why this whole thing - you becoming Jenny - was soimportant to me."I swallowed hard, expecting Sarah to drop some sort of bombshell on me."Jen, sweetie, because of you, I am living the most luxurious life any manor woman could hope to live. My day starts with breakfast in bed and mostnights.