How did you know?”“Can’t you guess?”“The holy terrors?”Alia laughed and nodded.We fell into an easy conversation. Once again I was reminde... how nice it was to chat with someone so insightful, intelligent, witty, and knowledgeable. She had wide-ranging interests, expressed outrage at how women were still being treated in the world, and liked Putin as much as I did; not at all.Scotch softened us. As the drinks finished, Alia leaned towards me and our lips met in a light kiss. She stood and,. He groaned and moaned and I felt his hands take hold of my head. Eventually I went deeper and deeper, inch-by-inch, slowly, gently, until he filled my mouth. But there was more to take. I hadn’t done this for years but I slowly dipped deeper on him until his cock head entered my throat, pushing my tonsils to one side. I gagged a little as his whole shaft crammed into my mouth and throat. I gagged more but fighting it I started to relax. He was trapped in me. His whole body was now tense, taught. Adam and Dan both sat up with eager expressions, hardly adverse to the idea. Christine and Becky dropped to their hands and knees, side by side, looking over their shoulders as the men moved in behind them.“Do it. Fuck me, Dan,” Becky demanded.“Oh yes,” Christine gasped as her nephew grabbed her left hip hard and pushed his cock against her slippery folds. As soon as his tip penetrated her, his other hand dug into her as well, and he pulled her hips back hard as he jammed his cock into her. The odd tingling finally subsided, which could be likened to intense butterflies swarming in her stomach, but unfortunately for her, that feeling was replaced in kind, and spades another new feeling. It felt as if her clothing was becoming tighter, very constrictive against her tender, sensitive flesh. Even her shoes seemed to be getting smaller. No... Her clothing, shoes, even wig weren't getting smaller, no, she was getting bigger. She realized this, much to her surprise, as she looked down.