” “If you had snatched yours out and showed it to him, it would have ruined his life. He ain’t got shit next to you,” I observed. I knew tha... was what he was thinking, but being the cool guy he was, he wouldn’t say it. I would though. “You are a magnificent woman of great taste,” he said, barely concealing his proud smile. “The truth is the truth,” I said, resting my hand on the object of our discussion which was stirring faintly in his trousers. He pressed my hand there for a second and. Drinks flowed during the evening and the conversation was much younger than what I was used to with my friends. I didn't have all that much to drink, since I don't normally but they all seemed to drink quite a bit. Younger people, I guess, do more drinking.Eventually it got around to party games and we played some stupid stuff, although I did enjoy a couple of the games. I wasn't having that bad of a time, actually. Kate asked me at the end of one of the games to join her in her small. Her makeup was a joy to do. Concealer,foundation, pink lipstick and gloss. I plucked her eyebrows into alovely feminine arch, added pink and plum eye shadows and finished heroff with several coats of mascara! Her lashes were long and lush anddidn't need false lashes. I then pierced her ears and dressed her in theclothes you provided last night! Voila! Miss Amanda Sanderson...."I literally could not believe my eyes. My boyfriend was gone, replacedby a knock out woman, Amanda! Ready to go to work. 'Fuck me, Terry, and keep fucking me. This is wonderful!''It sure is, ' he replied. 'I think I can promise to fuck you as long as I possibly can.'He'd read that women even eight months or more pregnant could still fuck on their hands and knees with the man behind them.He began slowly fucking in and out of Lynne's clenching cunt, driving hard on the in-stroke because they both seemed to like it that way.'Yes, Terry! Keep fucking me like that — oh!' she moaned as she felt a ripple of total.