She kept shouting as I kept fucking her like a bitch. Holding her hair with one hand I got my other hand on her boobs from front and kept squeezing he... boobs as I kept fucking her in doggy style. After fucking her in that position I took my dick out changing the position. I lied on my back this time and she came on top of me and took my dick inside her hairy pussy.She started to bounce on my dick and ride me. I extended my hand and kept caressing those tits of hers as she kept riding me. I. I let my robe fall to the floor, and I saw that my waist was just a bitthinner, my hips a tad wider, and there was no doubt in my mind that afterI healed up, there would not be any question of my being a girl. Lookingat Jill, she merely smiled, and helped me get dressed. It felt very weirdto be able to wear a pair of panties, and have them fit so well, and thebra, well, I filled it to capacity with some left over. The blouse andskirt were next, then the flats. My hair was a mess, and I sat down. As I sat on the bed she pulled out a bottle of expensive vodka. It wasn't "top shelf", it was the stuff kept in the back room. Grabbing a couple shot glasses she filled them up and we toasted. The vodka was as cold as ice and was smoother than Grey Goose or Belvadere. Snatching the empty glass from my hand, she started kissing my neck. Her breath was filled with booze and the smell of burnt almonds, which as I had learned is what meth smells like when smoked. She grabbed my crotch, "Oh Daddy, I. . about average.He lifted his head and looked over Cindy's shoulder. Denise was riding Dave. It was obvious what they were doing. He watched, curious to find out what he would feel like. For the first time, he thought about the fact that there was no birth control involved here. He couldn't believe that hadn't entered his mind before this. She had her pussy full of prick, that was driving the sperm HE had put in her even deeper, and was going to add to it any second now, if the sounds his.
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