“You love the attention.”“Right,” he sighed.Well, that was that, then. He was going to show his butt, after all. Wait, what if Aron wasn’t o...kay with this?“I need to ask my husband,” he raised one finger.“Aron? Why?” Yolanda looked, a bit puzzled, at him.“Maybe he doesn’t want me to show everyone, you know, the goods,” he explained and leaned back in his chair.Was Aron the possessive type? He really hoped so. But he had no idea about that.“Let’s call him,” Yolanda offered.“What? Like right now?. When my eyes cleared, I seemed to be standing on a street corner not farfrom where I had grown up, and Anita was also there looking around, andPetra was with her.Anita saw me, gasped, and then called out to me, "Jacob?"I felt off, but I couldn't figure out why, and I asked Petra "What'swrong with me?"My voice gave me my first clue - it was higher and softer than it hadbeen since I'd gone through puberty.I noticed clues two and three when I glanced down and saw I had breasts.Then Petra put up. For a few more minutes both Steve and I continued to lick and finger these two hot plump women, until we both almost at the same time decided it was time to get to the main event, and standing up, I took hold of my hard cock and moved it towards Anna's moist bold mound.I then placed it against her soft lips, and looking at her with a smile, I began to push it in, and she moaned louder as my hard cock forced itself between her soft pink lips and slid deep into her wet hole."Oh god!" I heard her. Caressing her round ass, I spoke to her, telling her I was spanking her to help reset her bad mood.She jumped at my first spank. I spanked her little bottom hard and fast with my hand until I felt her give in to it and release her pent-up emotions. She sobbed holding onto my legs. Stopping to rub the sting out of her bottom, I would talk to her, telling her to let it all out. Smack. Smack. Smack. Her ass was turning bright pink as she clung to my legs. Her breathing had been very fast but was.