Fucking hell, I was still hard, and I knew these jeans made me an enormous bulge. His face went instantly red, and I saw him loudly swallowing his sal...va.Oh, my God, what have I done?"Hum, I want to take a break, I'm tired, and it's hot out there," he said, visibly embarrassed.“Y-Yes. Okay.”Without looking at me, he put down the wrench and went back into the house, and I heard him go upstairs. I didn't move—I was petrified. He was going to denounce me, I was sure of it. First to Sandra, then to. I know I said I wasn't fussy about that originally, but I've changed my mind. Is that okay?" I hadn't had the motivation to make this request in this dimension before, but now that 3B had supplied imagined images of Donna's Ducklings and Carol's Whatevers in tiny bikinis around the pool, I wanted that pool!Julia answered, "It should be no problem. Most of the places we're interested in have a pool. If the place we buy doesn't have one, we should be able to get one built at the same time as the. I was expecting this crazy reaction but I felt nothing. We said thanks and continued to sip. Within 15 minutes I started to feel this uncontrollable rush of bl**d to my cock. I looked at my wife and could see she was all flush too. I looked at her crotch and her pussy lips were all swollen, nearly 3 times the normal size, eating her bikini bottoms. A couple sat next to us and it was apparent they were drinking the same thing. Then to my left two guys sat down, they were drinking the red juice. This was his house, he was in control here, as he had been ever since they had signed their contract and she had given him that power. If she had the gall to challenge his authority he had no issue setting her straight. And there she was, her position actually catching him off guard ever so slightly. Madison’s feet were raised onto the counter, crossed over one another as she sat back on the barstool casually. In her hand was a clear drink with a rogue lime drifting around within a small.