"Make me dinner," he said, sitting at the kitchen table. "You may wear the apron to protect your skin.I took the apron on the counter and put it on. H...e stood to tie it behind me then sat back down."What do you want?" I asked nervously. My cooking skills were limited."Anything."I wanted him to tell me. A sandwich? No, he had me put on the apron. He wanted something cooked.I looked in the fridge then in the cabinets. Nothing jumped out and said "Make me!" Pancakes?" I said hopefully. I could do. He saw the rocking desk had all but knocked the glasses out of Xiuhan’s hair. He beamed and pulled out of Jo as she flexed and bucked. He dragged the pair of them off the desk and onto the floor.He lifted off Xiuhan’s glasses. His hand flew on his dick. He settled glasses on her face. He leaned, breathing madly, and managed to snatch Jo’s pair of the filing cabinet. He tried his best not to poke her eye out. She snatched the glasses.Cum hit their faces and hard plastic as he bellowed out to the. She moved on tosay that I'd been injected with a synthetic form of curare,which would paralyze me for several hours without actuallyknocking me out. They also had a second injection prepared forme, to counteract the effects of the synthetic curare - whenthey were ready!The pair of them then set about my transformation. They werereally efficient about it, stripping me completely first. I justsat there like a tailor's dummy, unable to move. Then, I wassmeared with some sort of hair-remover all. Cindy giggled like a giddy high school girl as her legs wrapped around the warm flanks of the stallion. She was faced away from Shawn, with his hot cock throbbing against her ass and his arms around her.Shawn ripped off her bikini halter, which had been still fastened around her abdomen like a belt. Shawn's roughness so excited her that pussycream and male cum oozed from her throbbing pussy and pooled between her legs on the stallion's back. Holding the reins in one hand, Shawn used his other.