I can feel my cock sliding against your pussy walls with my finger inside your clutching asshole. Your breathing is ragged as you come, and I can feel...both of your passages squeezing me.You are urging me to come, to spray deep inside you, but I am not finished with you yet. I slowly pull myself from the sheath of your pussy, and move my wet cockhead to the target a little higher. You sense what I am about to do. You are uncertain - - you want it, but it seems so taboo, and will it hurt. You. His ADHD medication was beginning to wear off.I was incredibly horny. I'm sure Ken was too, although he hid it well. I jumped into bed eagerly; we had been planning this night for some time now. He pulled the thick comforter blanket over our heads and kissed my neck lightly. I giggled since he wasn't romantic most of the time. I knew there was really only one thing he wanted from me, but I didn't care. I wanted it, too. I pulled his shirt off, and he pulled off mine. I pressed my breasts. I recognized the aroma as being similar to the scent that accompanied my blindfolded trip to the BDSM pub. Until our last venture into this area I had never been to this part of town. It was full of seedy characters, ready to **** and pillage any woman who walked alone, day or night. I felt reassured that Master would protect me, after all I was his sole property now. Inside the jewelry store, Master spoke in some foreign language with the owner of the shop. Master was probably explaining what. She needed more sex. The former Greg didnot question this sudden body exchange with Dharma - after all - was thisnot San Francisco - what could be more natural than a man and wife tosuddenly and amusingly switch bodies during sex. This kind of thinghappened all the time - right?Soon he had the new Greg standing at attention, and the new Dharmagiggled."Prepare to stand and deliver!"It was wonderful!"Hey," she said afterwards, finally sated by five staright bouts in thesack, "when do we go back.