"Now they want to rebrand this whole damn manor tofit this transformation and I am stuck with that thing." Oh come on," Mabel laughed. "You really bel...eve I would buy that crap?You don't like this small dick. So do I. Let me show you one fit for aman."To Kristine's horror, she felt her dick grow. Soon a few inch hung belowher with balls to match. She looked up at Mabel and saw red. With afurious howl, she jumped at Mabel. To her surprize, her hands actually gota grip on the ghost's neck. Her. .”“Sorry, shouldn’t have said that aloud.”“It’s not like we fell into each other’s arms. It turned out a ROM chip in my engine had fried. It was a dead car, but Andrew said the fix was cheap and simple, but he’d have to hunt down a copy of the ROM’s data and find a maker space to burn an EPROM.”“You like throwing out buzz words you only half know.”“Absolutely. Seriously, Andrew said it as if he was reciting poetry.”“That would be your ears, not my son’s voice.” I heard him recite that crap far. Her mind raced back to the dance at school the week before. She had worn her dress with the flouncy hem, which swirled up so enticingly when she danced and pirouetted. She'd been so aware of the way the boys looked at her legs, hoping to catch a glimpse of her little panties. Jason, her current boyfriend, had held her tight later in the evening as they danced, and she'd pressed against him, feeling his young prick rubbing hard against her tummy. His hands had cupped her bum cheeks, and he had. All the other panties were soiled with white marks, each silky and full not a thong in sight. I’m not ashamed to say – like any full blooded male – I pulled out my rock hard cock there and then, pushed the damp wet warm panties into my face and wanked off with the other dirty knickers around my cock. I came hard into the black pair mixing our juices and was then a little worried, by the amount of cum, that I’d stain them. There was cum over the gusset up the silky back and in the lace. It’s.