Not that I had any timeto reflect on my changed shape. I was running on adrenaline, and mybrain seemed to be on auto-pilot. In what seemed like second..., I wasapproaching the madman the papers called Dr. Destructo, and shouting athim to stand down. He turned, noticed me, and yelled out. "You are notthe one I am waiting for. I want that fool Ares, or I will destroyAthens!" As if on cue, the hero called Ares streaked into view and said,"You want me, you got me Destructo!"I decided to let the boys. You feel almost too exhausted to do anything and now that your orgasm has subsided and the pain from the paddle has lessened, you're more aware of the constant aches that your forced position is inflicting upon you. You know it would be a bad idea not to give it as much effort as you can though and you carefully start to apply your tongue to my cock as it slowly slides in and out of your mouth, making you take the whole length until your nose touches the side of my pubis before withdrawing so. I half opened my eyes and look down and he was holding the newspaper on his lap and the side of his hand was brushing against my leg. I didn't think much about it and stretched my legs out in front of me which broke contact with his hand. Part of me had hoped that he was touching me on purpose.I kept my eyes squinted open to see what he did next. Sure enough he turned the page and his hand rested on my leg again just below where the leg of my shorts were. I decided that he liked a cheap thrill. Come all over my titties.”My hands joined hers, squeezing her breasts around me, providing stability. I thrust harder – faster – caught up in the spiral toward climax.“Yes. Yes. Come for me,” she cried.“Oh, baby,” I growled.“Yes. I want it!”A growl rumbled in my throat, growing louder with every thrust. I looked down at her. She looked up at me. I thrust with desperate need, perched on the precipice of orgasm, ready to tumble over.Then I did.I saw the first spurt erupt, spattering.