They looked relaxed, two happy people back from a trip way out to a fishing cabin in Montana. They said hello to friends, and neither looked as though...anything odd had happened. Ann wasn't licking her lips or wiping her mouth or anything. She must have already fixed her lipstick. She kissed friends when she met them. She kissed Maury. Oh no! Martine couldn't stay here. What would they think? They knew she knew, didn't they? What would she say? Would Ann want to kiss her too? With that mouth?So. ''Fuck you Jim!'' I said to myself where tha fuck are you!?The strange bull cock began to piston away underneath me as we fucked I can feel and hear him say fuck this lil she cunt gots a hot snappin pussy boys you gonna enjoy this, for what seemed like hours he plowed me to orgasm as I cried out in pleasure from his assault on my ass.''''Not my fault Jim you fucker where ever you are I thought to myself.'' Just then the fuck underneath cried out as he let loose load after load of cum into my. I put it on, and exited through the seconddoor, the one opposite the one I'd entered through.The door opened into a woman's boudoir. Against the wall was a vanity,and there were racks of lingerie. I sat down by the vanity and as Idid, a beautiful woman entered-the receptionist who was there a weekbefore."Ah, Melissa, its good to see you again. My name is Julie, and I willdo my best to transform you so you will be a pretty cocksucker. Standup and take off your robe, please."I did as I was. Man, oh man; what tits, what an ass--and how her pussy kind of shut down on a guy's cock, massaging it until it came.Glynn got the hell out of the bathroom and into swim trunks. Towel over one shoulder, wearing scuffs, he went down in time to meet his babysitter. A sitter, man!But when he saw the girl, he damned near dropped his towel. Then he felt like ducking out of sight, in case his legs were too knobby or something.She was a doll. Not a baby doll, or cutesy because she was small, because.