Ich hatte drei Vor-Ort-Aufträge in drei weit voneinander entfernten Stadtteilen zu erledigen, und keiner von denen schien einfach zu sein. Zumindest ...nicht nach den Fehlerbeschreibungen, die unsere Hotline aus den Kunden herausbekommen konnte. Also packte ich auf Verdacht die Ersatzteile ein, die zu den vermuteten Fehlern passten und machte mich auf den Weg. Warum mussten eigentlich ausgerechnet immer bei meinen Aufträgen die großen Teile kaputt gehen?Nachdem ich eine Sortiereinheit. The last part might be aneffect of the curse on my hand rather than my eyes, though... I feltstrange all over. What else...? Yes, the shape of my hand was wrongtoo.I sat up and realized what else was wrong. I was in the second bedfrom the door, instead of the one closest to the door where I had goneto sleep; and in that bed I saw myself still sleeping. I looked atmyself more closely. I was Spar now, apparently. The absence betweenmy legs brought back comforting memories of early childhood,. ” My wife brought a small bag with her that had the sexy lingerie he wanted to see on her. A few minutes later my wife walked out in front of us with the sexy lingerie on. It was solid black and her nice size breasts were barely covered. The bottom section was small and it barely covered anything outside her butt crack. We were both in awe on how she looked. Tonight was about him and my wife. I was just their as a spectator. He walked over to my wife and gave her small kiss as they embraced. My. Soon both ladies were feeling no pain.About 15 minutes later, both Marion and Debbie were sitting at the table, sipping coffee, with juices dripping from their cunts. Ron was busy finishing the morning dishes, still naked, but now sporting a limp cock. ?Have you ever entered a cocksucking contest?? Marion asked her friend.?Hell, yes, I did it all the time back in college,? Debbie replied.?Ever had to pay a penalty if you lost?? Marion asked.?What are you really asking?? Debbie.