. ?" Oh, yes, Debra. I'd like that. It would be something we could do together." What about Dad?" I chuckled. "He could stand to lose a little weight,...too." A lot of weight you mean," she said and laughed with me. "We'll ask him and will make him feel so guilty if he says no that in the end he'll say yes; we'll make losing weight a family project." You said that the Hilton Spa is expensive. How are our finances?"She didn't answer my question immediately, but finally with a quiet voice, she. I hung them on the coat hook on the back of the door. She turned around and put her hands on the wall behind the toilet. She parted her legs and said now fuck me the way Tim fucked me at the ZZTop concert. I had my rock hard cock out in a flash and buried it to the balls in her loose wet cunt. It felt so warm in there. She said no pull it out and fuck my ass hole. I pulled my cock out and pointed it at the little brown pucker. She said shove it in . I pushed trying to be easy. She reached back. I could stuff myself, and two hours later, I’m eating again,” Electra told me. “David, I think I take a dump maybe twice a week. The doctors put cameras in there two days after I arrived. I don’t have any parasites. My body uses all it can get, so only indigestible things come out. I don’t mind one bit. When I want to have some fun or get someone back, I will eat only beans and onions.”We had been talking away, so I hadn’t paid attention to my surroundings, other than the unconscious scans for. .and to his surprise, he was staring into the tigress-aspected, furryface of Elizabeth Zambrano.As she continued to stare down at him with feline eyes, their bodiesbegan to slowly revert to human forms as Elizabeth's head lowered, herlips approaching Timothy's.When they finally touched, they were both lying in Timothy Portnoy'sbed, in his bedroom. The kisses were light on Timmy's lips as shecontinued to hover over him.She was also dressed very much like an attractive hooker. The sexy one-piece.