She sat on my cock with the head sticking out of her pussy which I then started to slide back and forward on her still soaking wet lips and clitoris t...e head of my cock all red and shiny from her juices and my pre-cum she was leaning in towards me and I whispered into her ear that I was going to slip my cock into her pussy so she could fuck me. This made her squirm on my cock but her eyes also light up.I slipped my hips down and lifted her hips up allowing my cock to slide back and as I felt. With such a massive loss of bulk, you might think his clothes would falloff, but they seemed to change as well. His dress shoes were nowsneakers. His white dress shirt became a t-shirt, and his dress slackshad become a pair of jeans. Girl jeans, he realized, looking at the tightcrotch. In fact, except for that one area, he looked like a young boy.Blonde, not the dark brown hair he had as a youth, and shorter than hehad been since about age 11, when he had last been 5 feet tall.Then he felt his. There is purpose in movement, even undefined, even in chance dancing. Movement toward purpose, movement in obedience to ancient music. You watch footsteps advance across windswept sands, watch purpose unfold in the sharp light of day, and in the music of sand’s endless passage you see that these two shadows have been measured by your light. Measured by the passage of time. You would obey if you could – if you were anything but a god. This is life. What are you but a god? You watch from on high. After sitting there for a while I finally got up the courage to step out of my car. At this point I could be seen from the road. I thought "it's dusk, know one is looking". I just put my head up and headed for the woodline. My heels clicked on the pavement as I took long strides. The cool air rushing up under my skirt was very arousing.As I crossed the wood line I felt a relief. I'll worry about going back later. I saw two guys in the distance check me out as I headed strait for the back fence..