The swan continues to stimulate her. The sensations become nearly unbearable. Leda is about to cry out when waves of ecstasy surge deep in her pelvic ...owl; pulsing, throbbing and radiating throughout her entire being.Leda opens her eyes and sees that, between his spindly legs, the swan has grown a large and erect phallus. She reaches for it, wraps her fingers around it, senses its warmth and firmness; and feels it throbbing with the swan's pulse.She guides it to her entrance, now slick and. She hesitated for a few seconds, slowly turning from side to side to get a better look."Not a bad body for thirty eight," she hopefully thought to herself.Actually, she knew that her body looked great! But her attire was something else, though. "Holiday tacky" may have been the best description. For the third year in a row she was wearing the same dark green dress heavily decorated with Christmas trimmings and featuring huge pockets that, given any day besides Christmas eve, would have been. Thisstreet never was crowded. It was secluded, especially in summer. Iexamined myself discretely. I guess I wasn't Sandra. Sandra should be anadult already. I was a kid. A girl. Nothing wrong with being a girl,though I wasn't desperate to become a female me. I was dressed like aboy and had no visible breasts. With my hands in my pockets, I couldfeel clearly - no balls here.No backpack and no purse. Keys in left pocket and wallet in right backpocket. And no working phone. There was some change. Licking her was down to my upper lips of pussy. She found clitoris to be more amusing than others and licked it like it as an ice cream. I screamed that I am coming. I can’t hold more to it. It wasn’t my fault, she was doing it so good. Like a pro, I never saw anyone like this.She took full control of me and while I came, she also removed her panty.Sharmi was a little fat down there, and I was intrigued that she never shaved ever.“Is this originally intact honey” – I asked looking at her full.