Angel walked out of the shadows and stood in front of Bill. She was beautiful and frightening. She in black stiletto heels and a black leather short... dress that stood out hard against her pure white skin. Angel raised her hands above her head and the room whirled with power. First there was a loud cracking noise as Bill's hip bones began to spread, reforming into a feminine hip. He was afraid to look in the mirror but when he glanced up weight started returning to his body but in different. Even when he wasn’t thrusting, she glowed with the enormous presence inside her stretching the walls of her womanhood. But the energy with every tiny shift of his enormous baton has her squealing. Her cunt walls tight around it make her the prisoner of its enormous demands. It takes little effort to stimulate her clit she is quickly in orgasm with every move. He vigorously rides her. She is buffeted with every thrust. She screams. She groans. She is intoxicated until her orgasm becomes. "But instead of doing that, he had her lie back on the couch and he went down on her for the third time that evening, sucking and licking her cunt thrillingly until she climaxed strongly, being careful not to make too much noise, though she didn't feel like being careful about anything.Her twat was still tingling warmly as her man lay on his back beside her and she crouched beside him to play with his big, strong prick. It would have felt so good, she thought, to straddle his body, to guide his. So fucking what!"Tiffany pulled back and raised her head to stare at me. I think I caught her by surprise. Remember how big I am. I usually tried to maintain a very calm manner so that people would not be afraid of me but not now. She had pissed me off. All she cared about was my dick. The bigger the better apparently. So, if that's what she wanted."Yes, I'm that big. Do you want to go up to your room and see for yourself? Is that what you want from me? Well, let's go."With that, I got up from.