Nobody remembers who it was who first started bringing up the subject but despite being all family, eventually you all began to confide in one another...about how desperate you all were to get off with another life form, after all you were all in the boat and if you were going to suffer, it couldn’t hurt to suffer together.Likewise, none of you remember after months of debating the subject; who it was who first put forth The Idea, the at the time unthinkable idea on how to permanently change. She told me they had drawn straws to see which of them had to come “Visit” me. She was dressed in a long T-shirt, white socks and as I soon found out the tiniest pair of pink panties a 14 year old could get away with. I explained that I was tired out from Sandra’s visit and was without protection but there were other things I’d love to do for her. I asked if she had ever had a boy lick her pussy. She giggled and said no, but she had tried to blow her boyfriend once but he came before she could. She had just assumed that no one else would be there at that hour. Foolish in retrospect, she supposed, as she started to calm down. And he did have a really pretty cock. She looked up at his face, which was now redder than hers, and suddenly the absurdity of the situation struck her. She started to laugh. At first it was a giggle (“giggle? Where did that come from? I never giggle”), but it quickly flooded over into frantic, hysterical laughter. Her hand was still in her panties, her breasts. With all that in mind, the girly thoughts in me sprung up and left for his place early morning.Once I reached I saw a white, tall man standing near the gate in his work out shorts. God, with those silky tight cycling shorts and t shirt, he looked awesome. I went to him and greeted and he greeted back with a hug, which made me feel how much horny he is already. We started walking towards his room, and the way he was looking at me made me feel so hot and I couldn’t stop staring at his body, which.