Again, my fluid filled jack's mouth. When he swallowedI felt his ass explode in a burst of cushy flesh. His jeans which werestill halfway on, ripped... at the seams as the changes surged down hislegs. The inseams tore open as pounds of soft, dark, smooth skin burstforth, bulging out his thighs down to the calves, and finally shrinkinghis feet in size, but ripping his shoes as they swelled up.I got up off of her. Jack flopped around on the floor, still tangled inhis tattered clothes. She. He said I could use some relief and I won't charge much. I said not interested. He said it looks like you are. He was staring at my crotch. I did have a hard on and it was obvious. He said come on. Please. I was horny and I had to admit he was cute. He said we could pull into the warehouse lot across the street, nobody will bother us. I glanced at his cock which was now sticking out the end of his shorts. I said why don't you go in there. he said they wont let me. I didn't want to know. I said. But for someone who didn’t want to think he was about to be with a guy, he was certainly pretty focused on me as I got undressed. “Bro, you must be hitting the gym a lot lately,” he said admiringly as I took down my pants. “Look at those quads.” I could feel myself blushing, proud of his admiration as I threw aside my underwear. I saw his gaze linger on my erect cock. I always thought I was pretty well-sized at eight inches, but it was nowhere near impressive as his. “Ok…so, grab that blanket,. Any connection with Richard Hoddinot?" Yes, he's my father-in-law." Nice chap," said the man. "Played golf with him a time or two. My name's Hugo Arbuthnot and my wife Rosemary." Have you lived at Millington long?" Well, we bought the house thirty years ago but, while I was still serving, only had two three-year spells in it. We've been in it solidly, of course, since I retired fifteen years ago. Suits us very well. I've got my shooting and golf and Rosemary's got her choir in Pitsbury, theatre.