.."The big Director chuckled his vulgar little laugh. Then, he said: "Look baby, to me most cunts are whores. It's what makes them tick that classifie... them. Some are just fuck happy; others operate on some vindictive theory that only head-shrinkers can analyze, and then there's your type, the greedy bitches, but in the end you all use your hot little pussies to get what you want. So let's get at it, honey. My cock's getting harder than a fence post just thinking almost filling that pretty,. I hesitated only to reassure myself that Ellen was nowhere in sight before yanking them off. What a rush! I clutched my erection and began those slow up and down motions that would, in time, lead to the extreme pleasure of orgasm. But Donna stopped me and tugged me by the hand down the rocky slope to the river shore.After kicking off her hiking boots, we entered the water and stood calf deep next to the partially beached raft, where Donna dumped a liberal amount of oil from the bottle onto my. She thought it was nice not to have to look at herself all the time. Of course, it didn't really matter at that point since her new image was burned into her mind. She knew what she looked like and although she had gotten used to it, she still found it embarrassing to be a man in female stone body and the fact that she was now just a thing that didn't even have human worth. Michelle was still a frequent visitor to the garden and she would chatter away to Lilly for hours. Poor Lilly viewed it. My love was true. Somehow I started to speak with them. I later came to know than Manasa and Aradhana were cousins. Manasa was younger than Aradhana by two years. That means Aradhana was older than one year. Aradhana was studying MBA in the same campus. We used to once in a while and time passed like this for 3-4 months. I was always busy in staring Manasa’s structure all time without her notice. I liked her ass at the most. Same was noticed by Aradhana once and she gave a weird look at me. One.