"What is this?" Al spoke in her now chirping voice. As soom as those wordswere spoken Al was dismayed as a vibration began to surround her. Unlike the...hrobbing this seemed to come from the outside. Shadows stared to play overher transformed body; these shadows, however, could be felt. Just as theInterface had dissolved his old clothing now it seemed to be replacing them.The shadows soon took solid form; Al could feel them gainling weight andtightening on him. By the end of this cycle of change. The remaining guests went in reverse of the order which they had claimed their débutante in the previous draw. When the Proctor himself had taken the last sphere in the box, he signaled the end of this phase and led his brothers in a brief chant. "May the fruit of my labors be wrought in what I seek," they called in unison before breaking open their spheres.Commotion during this portentous moment always was inevitable; the men who had drawn the poorest lots wallowed quietly in their. As I saw him do that I put his leg back down as I grabbed both hips and looking down I pounded him from behind harder as he held onto the sink. "Ohh… oh fuck... fuck my ass... fuck my asshole!!!" he begged. I pounded him like crazy, as he leaned onto the sink, sticking out his ass. Watching my cock slide in and out of him as he moaned. I wrapped my arms around him, grabbing him and pulling him back against me as my body was pressed against his , my cock still in his ass as I kissed his neck.. "Yaaaaaah, yes! Ohhhhhh, Mother!"Christine's pulse pounded wildly. She felt the blazing thrills shoot through her body as she hesitated for just one moment before committing herself again.Her tongue tip pointed. She thrust it from her mouth. She felt the rubbery texture of Robin's sweet, virginal asshole, the way it pulsed and spasmed around her tongue.She heard the long, high wail of blissful agony erupting from her daughter's throat, and she thrust harder, spearing the warm, wet organ into.