" I don't ... oh, what the hell," Mark said, taking the plastic cup from Mike. He was glad he'd stuck to the punch; apparently the bar mixed them pret...y stiff. "What's in this stuff, anyway?" Don't know," Mike admitted. "All Carrie has ever said is that it's based on some sort of German forty-rod that Helga imports from the Black Forest." He laughed, and went on, "There was the year that someone got the bright idea of making the punch out of equal parts of tomato juice and Budweiser, with a. I was about to leave for Nashville for some meetings. The girls had given notice a month earlier. They'd stay one more month at their current places or at least pay for it, while we had some work done and start on the decorating.Saturday morning we met at the house and started to make plans. Shawna had already been by with her decorator friends, but when she tried to talk to me about it, I pushed back and said we could deal with it later. I told them to leave the wood in every room except the. Daintily, she licked her hand clean. "Mmm, one of my favorite flavors: my man's spunk mixed with Aika's sweetness."In the background, I could hear Daphne moaning out another release, her body going completely limp as she threatened to black out. Daphne never quite had the endurance to last very many orgasms before passing out. Not quite finished yet, Tim kept slamming his meat into her limp body until he peaked, filling his fuck buddy with all the juice he had left in his balls.After Aika and. I was in heaven, I’d grown my hair long, dark brown chestnut hair to my shoulders, clean & shiny, centre parted. I depilated all my body hair, applied a fake tan and had painted my toe nails. I was five six, five nine in my stilettos, nine stone and for the first time in my life I was going to be a woman, I applied a thin veneer of foundation, lipstick and mascara and paraded myself shamelessly in front of the full-length mirror, my tiny cock and balls free of any hair, my nipples erect and.