If I am still an outcast so be it, I care not. I only care about my niece, and you my brother.” This last was whispered with a touch of love in her ...voice, then she was gone.She still has all the skills the leader thought. Rubbing his whiskers he began to wonder if she was really guilty of the things she’d been accused of. If she had spoken out against the charges he might have been able to do something. She had remained silent, again he thought something was going on, a wicked smile crossed his. " She pressed her palm at the base of my shrinking penis and moved it slowly upwards to expel any residual cum, which only added to the warm wet mess under my jeans. "Next time I want to do that without your jeans on so I can watch you messing your sexy panties." "They're not panties, Jennifer. Men don't wear panties, they wear boxers or briefs or underwear." She tried to look serious, but failed miserably. "Of course, I'm sorry. But I read somewhere that some men like to wear women's panties. When an aspect of his changing body DID make itself known to Jim, he didn't really take it in, such as when his growing breasts became big enough to fill his shrinking hands. His only reaction was to play with the increasingly sensitive mounds on his chest even more. By the evening of his second day in the mysterious house, Jim's arousal was starting to wear off. Even an unnatural, constant craving for sex has to fall prey to the limits of the human body, and Jim's body was just about at its. “I'm going to cum,” I grunted. “Rob’s already done that,” Lauren teased Jessica, with a mouthful of cum. I was truly in awe of Lauren. 'Jessica would never let me cum in her mouth,' I thought to myself. My eyes met Jessica’s. She attempted to smile with a mouthful of my cock. “Cum in my mouth, James,” she demanded. Jessica’s filthy words caught me by surprise. My wife was clearly showing off for our friends. She was not going to be outdone by Lauren. A few head-bobs later I erupted into her.