I continued until he started pushing against my stomach. I took that as 'stop sucking me', so I stopped and took my mouth off his cock. "Tom, please, ...uck me hard." I pleaded as I turned and lay on all fours, my ass cheeks in the air for him. He grabbed them and slapped them both. I bit my bottom lip to keep from crying out. We had promised not to make loud noise or my sister would wake up. "I have a better idea. How about you ride me. Let me thrust my cock in your asshole and watch you go up. ‘Adherence mode disabled.’ Soon that was followed by ‘Security mode disabled’ and then ‘Proceed with Removal.’ Using the removal tongs was like doing self-surgery. Since she couldn’t see anything, all she could do was to carefully feel her way up inside her pink walls, trying not to hurt herself any more than necessary, until she found the squid. It was a good 20 minutes of poking, probing and manipulating to find and grasp the removal lug. She was sweating and worked up, but followed the. I’m Christopher, named after my Dad, who was named after his Dad. It’s a family tradition going back hundreds of years that the first male son is named after his father. Lucky me. There are times I wished my name was Dave or Joe, instead of Christopher. My identity kind of got lost in my family tradition with so many of my ancestors named Christopher. My brother’s name is Angelo and my sister’s name is Esperanza. Don’t ask. I have no idea, but my Dad is away a lot and I can’t help but wonder if. And he definitely hearda girl screaming now, sounding like she was getting fucked pretty good.Then he realized the girly screams were coming from his own mouth. He hadbarely been realizing what was happening to him, he was so intent on thepicture. But he saw the hair on his legs seem to get lighter and withdrawin to his body. The musculature in his legs seemed to be changing as well,getting shorter, thinner and, frankly, sexier. His arms and torso startedchanging as well. His arms had gotten.