Susan closed her eyes the sensations of the huge organ, as it filled her openness was awesome; she looked up to his face whilst gripping his wrists fi...mly.“That…that feels really something else!” She smiled.Omar sensed that she taken his full shaft then started to pump slowly at first, building up his momentum, Susan lifted to meet his movements, sometimes just holding her position allowing his thickness to fill her completely, his speed devastate her, taking her on a high, never had she. ”Throwing her arms around my neck, she kissed my cheek. “Goodie! I want us to go on a date!”I did my best to keep my eyes from popping out of my head as I looked over in a slight panic at Rachael. Damnit, the woman was holding her stomach and laughing at me!“You did promise!” she gasped. “And I do trust you, Anton. I know you would NEVER take her up to ‘Lovers Lane’ and press your advantage with her!”The other adults were all snickering at my situation. It got worse when Elizabeta asked;. In return, she would massage and keep her sister's armpits in peak condition when required.The third and last sister was eighteen year old Katya who was a tease of the worse sort willing to bend over for any male with a cock of at least six inches in length. That was her minimum standard and she refused to waver from it as a matter of principle. Katya was also averse to receiving male cocks into her female slit because her mother had instilled the sense of never allowing such liberties until. She walked over to the mirror to comb out her hair ‘Yes, everything did change…’ On the dresser stood a picture a family picture and she gazed at herself seeing the once almost bald head has turned into thick, shiny and long mass of hair. Most of the masculine features were soft and curvy, more feminine than she would like. Even the way she dressed, aside from her work uniform, in softer colors and held herself was more girlie and less boy. She even got rid of the bronco which she had loved so.