I froze as I heard some one wrestling with the letterbox, followed by a soft thud on the hall floor and the sound of thedoor bell ringing. I waited a ...it and then opened the kitchen door acrack. I could see clearly that no one was at the door and that therewas a brown paper package on the floor. I crept out and claimed it. Itwas unmarked and fairly battered from the letter box, a small tear inthe wrapping revealed black satiny material. Way too interested to stopnow, I opened the parcel to. "Ohhhh baby," Louis' mother rubbed her stomach as it began to bloat and expand outwards, as her son's legs curled up inside her womb as his thighs began to stretch her incredibly, "you're making mommy so wet and hot, Louis! Mmmmmmm!" Oh mom!" Louis began moaning and panting as he felt his thighs contract into his mother's pussy with effort, feeling his legs curl and fold inside a warm flesh blanket, pulsing and massaging him delightfully, "it feels so awesome! Mmmmmm!"Louis felt himself in a. I just started to pull away a little because I didn't want to get hooked on fucking that ass. You know I only have a few weeks left before I have to leave," said Matt. He placed his hand on my shoulder, and continued to speak. "And I don't want you getting hooked on this good dick. Once I leave you might be trying to hop on a train to come to New York just to get some," he said. We both burst into laughter and broke the tension. "Your dick is not that good for me to be going all the way up to. "This is my home isn't it?" Yes," she replied, the concern growing on her face."I'm sorry, but I can't quite place..."Another smell, another memory."We belong to each other, don't we?" I asked."Sam, we are married and have been for years," she was on the verge oftears."But how can two women be married?" I was confused."We are husband and wife, I am a woman, and you are a man who justhappens to look like a woman."Another memory crept in. "Chris?"She smiled a little. "Yes."The memories started to.