The wine was making me feel mellow. I snorted, Whywould any man want to become a woman? Stay at home, cookingtheir smelly Austrian cabbage over a sto...e, having babies everytwo years, and looking after snotty brats in their stupidlederhosen?"A strange look came over Jerome's face. I hoped he was nottaking that stuff seriously.He started to read the supposed spell, slowly sounding outunfamiliar words. I was no expert in languages, but it didn'tsound like German to me either. Anyway, I was not. And so she wanted me to go back to school, get a degree, and get a 'respectable' job. I'd rather receive an enema using nitric acid.I enjoy what I do. Its hard work, but it keeps me away from my wife on weekends and on several days of the week. And keeps me home to spend time with my son, and now daughter. So I liked it.Of course, by the time she graduated medical school and started practicing as a doctor, some years had gone past. Jacob was 8, and Megan was 3, when she started working as an. While going on the bike I hug him tightly so that my 32 size boobs touches his body so that he will feel my boobs. I was teasing him till we reached the resort. While going he will stop in between where the people will not come and press my boobs and kiss me badly and ask me to lick his dick.So now both of them are horny and both of them wanted badly. As soon as we reach the room he ordered the drink and he closed the door and started to kiss me badly and press my boobs I started to make moans. I'd seen these breasts many times before, both in my dreams, and alone in my bed still awake, but the bouncing mounds, much whiter than the rest of her body, lightly freckled and welcoming, were decidedly better than even my most fevered imaginings."See," she boasted, "I'm not afraid. Look all you want. Chickens."An initially silly game of spin-the-bottle had suddenly become a major event.The four of us were sitting on the floor of Martin's new flat, having shifted him in that day, and had been.