The body swaps.And the pattern.I put my hand to my mouth. "Oh my Lord."It had got me too!My voice was a woman's voice.My body was a scrawny woman's bo...y; all chest and legs and arms and ass.It had turned me into a woman. Into Angie Pane; some unemployed slagliving in the arse-end of Barton.And it had thrown me into this squalid little flat with this overbearingman who towered over me."Well?" he boomed. "Where is it?"I raised my hands up in front of my face to ward off the expected blowbut. Auch Benny kann mich nehmen wann immer er will.Karl stichelt die beiden ja noch regelrecht an mich wieder durch zu Ficken, damit der geile Bock bloß wieder zusehen kann wenn seine eigene Frau von ihnen feste durch gerammelt wird.Ja und ich, ich habe drei herrliche Geile Schwänze mit denen ich geil Ficken kann wann immer ich es will, was schöneres gibt es doch eigentlich für eine Geile Frau, wie ich es bin nicht.Du glaubst nicht, was dein Sohn für eine dicke Knolle zwischen seinen Beinen stehen. Was it always so uncomfortable? The three of them sat naked and panting. Marc was sprawled on the rug with his legs out in front of him. He didn't seem embarrassed. Brian was trying to pretend that Marc wasn't there. “Mr. Connelly....Mr. Connelly. I'm so embarrassed. I don't know if I can come in tomorrow morning. I'll be so distracted. I don't know if I can work here anymore. That was so, so... ” “Wild? Spectacular?” Brian grinned at her. “Well, yes, but it wasn't... right. That's not. I was awoken by her caressing my legs when she was sweeping and mopping my room. I felt her cold hand on my legs and woke up. She was kneeling down and mopping with one hand and caressing my legs with the other. Her saree pallu was down and cleavage visible. After sometime she left the room. Since it was in the morning we didn't do anything with the fear that someone might just come. Then later in the afternoon just after around 12 noon, she had finished washing the clothes and was going.