Bending her knees, straightening her arms, her hands behind her back as her breasts separate, sway across her thrust out chest, observing the damage s...e’s down to herself, she realizes she’s just had the harshest climax of her life. Kneeling, again leaning toward the binoculars, she glances into the viewfinder. The mist having become a light shower, the apartment across the way’s still visible through the constant rain drops. The curtains now drawn, still wavering from the open doors, it. Maybe it was the combination of the wetness from the steam bath and my new role as dominant. His lips started at the head of my cock and drew me into his mouth like a vacuum, perhaps a Wet Vac. I was just laying back and enjoying myself when the door opened again.We both froze. We could not be seen from the doorway as long as the steam did not escape. Another tall man stood in the door frame. He was peering into the room, but not entering the room. The steam was flooding out of the room and I. He could see right through them! He spread his legs and found his cock and his balls still attached, but he looked in bewteen his legs and found a vagina, the same way as he saw the breasts. Then he saw them seem to shrink and vanish into his body. They completely disappeared, pulled inside of him. He looked around the woman was gone.He looked down at himself. He then looked around and found a mirror on a wall nearby. he ran to it and looked at his reflection. It was normal, but all of a. 4 million and was still furnished. The Campbell's explored the house leisurely, with Rosa a step behind them as they entered the study with a large mahogany desk that looked out on a spectacular view of the Pacific."Wow," Terry said to his wife as he took in the view. "I could get a lot of work done here. I mean truly creative work, wow." What do you do for a living, Mr. Campbell?" Rosa inquired."I guess you could say I'm an inventor. I hold the patent on several items used in hospitals all.