“What, no coconuts?” she called out to the group as they passed. It was Terrance’s daughter Hailey who responded.“Daddy looked but said he cou...ld only find fresh ones,” she tried to explain.Jenna, however, finished it for her. “Rance said it would take too long to carve them out and make bikini tops out of them. Now if we knew about this a few days ago...” she added, trailing off. Nicole and Megan, meanwhile, just nodded their heads in agreement.“Don’t blame me,” Sarah tossed back glibly. “Ty. Both of our breathing intensifies. Then you lean back, facing me. With each click of the shutter, your legs widen, wider, even wider.I kneel down for a better angle, and your legs move apart. I see your sex, glistening, dripping, already a torrent of warm juices flooding through your swollen labia. I move in closer, closer. I can smell you, the musky scent of your desire fills my nostrils.I can take it no longer; I put down the camera and come to you. My mouth devours yours, tongues. No HIV, STIs, HPV, AIDS, etc. You did it for those two, why not for me?” Nicky told the Devil.“Stipulated ... another mortal not to age or get sick. Always a good one, buys you more time and allows you to enjoy the time that you have better. Also a very popular choice, of course,” Lucy jotted that wish down now.“I have two left, right?” Nicky asked for clarity.“Exactly, spell it out,” Satan asked her.“Okay, here it goes ... I want to be able to change gender at whim, with the futa being my base. My cock was painfully hard as I watched her lascivious display.“Your father used to love watching me finger fuck my pussy,” she simpered. “He doesn’t watch me anymore.”I swallowed hard. “Mom, this is going to be difficult for both of us. Let’s just get it over with.”“It’s not going to be difficult for me. I’m going to enjoy having my son shave me.”Mom smiled. Then she moisten her lips, extending her tongue out to an improbably length and moving it wetly over her lips. Her illness was causing.