I reached out with my free hand and wrapped my hand around his cock. It was fat and hot in my hand and as I touched it it jumped and throbbed, soooo s...xy! It really was a handful as my fingers weren't long enough to go all the way around. I started pumping his cock, pulling the foreskin all the way back and forwards again as his breathing got heavier. Then he said...“Would you mind if I helped you out?” nodding towards my pussy.“errm, no, go ahead”He reached inside my trousers and found my. " You're the real Dee?" I asked."Yes," she said, nodding. "Well, my name's Dedra, not Dee." And that means that Parthenia is in this old man's body?" I asked."Yes," the old man snorted. "Again, I might add. I had it traded in fora younger model. And a female one, at that."I turned to face the Eight. They were still pulsating and alternatingbetween crossing their arms and spreading them wide."What about the older man? Can you put him back in his body?" His (essence, spirit, spark) is beyond our. For one thing all of the girls who were on the shoulders were topples. For another the girls who were on bottom were reversed so that they had their backs to their opponents. This ment that the girls on bottom essentially had their faces in the girl on top’s vagina even if some of them were covered by underpants. For a few of the girls, or at least the ones who were so inclined, this created a whole new problem. Because the girls crotch was, literally in some cases, every exhaled breath. She had inherited her father's shares in the business. He was pressing her to sell him the shares, at a value far below their real value. A cousin of the Carlyon-Hughes' had been introduced, apparently with a view to marriage. She smiled grimly; the poor young man hadn't known what had hit him, and had left never daring to return. Her guardian took that badly. He had retaliated by forbidding her to receive visitors or to visit friends. The footman, James, had been dismissed, and replaced with.