Blossom doubted there was a man on Earth who would be able to resist forcing himself and his hardening penis upon her, should she be seen like this. ...he third woman, the younger one was curled up in the corner, twitching. She was neither old nor fat, but crippled. Her transformation should be different from the others; It would be interesting when she revealed the full effect the Process would work upon her! Blossom had already began stripping, and she was forced to curtail her excitement and. Her bust did not appear large, until her top was removed. Then the firm, round, jutting, pink tipped breasts could fill any man's fantasy.Her eyes were blue, though two years unemployment had deadened them a bit. Those two years had been hard but she had stood by him, with no criticism. Who would have thought just 4 months ago that he would be working again! Not just working but in a senior position.That it was in Africa was the icing on the cake.But he fretted.His wife was dancing with another. My whole body lusted for cock. I wanted to be used and degraded right then and there. If anyone had come into the room at that moment, I would have bent over and let them fuck me like the nasty little sissy slut that I was.The thought instantly turned me on, making me jump back on the bed and ram the dildo back inside my hole. Pushing down harder onto the cock, I began bouncing faster, riding it deeper and deeper. I watched myself in the mirror, dressed like a slut, riding cock in a hotel room. But I do want to be near you.”At work Suzanne and I had to act the role of close colleagues, with no hint of a romantic involvement. I think that we carried it off pretty well. However, driving home that evening we could let our guard down.“God, Bill! I so want you to fuck me. But how are we going to do it with Vera there in the bed with us?”“Well, you had no problem with Maria or Sally or Jerry watching us. Why would Vera be any different? She might even revive her interest in sex if she sees.