My legs give out, I have never orgasmed this hard, there is so much, I can feel my fluids leaking down my ass, drenching his counter. I let his head ...go, I can't speak, I can barely open my eyes enough to see his face glistening with my cum. His hands run up my calves, to my thighs, to my hips, he squeezes them pulling himself closer to me. I spread my legs as wide open as possible, grabbing his waist pulling him closer to me, I want him in me, to be one with me. All I can feel is his massive. ."As John had watched the woman he'd once loved get used like a sex doll, fucked with no regards to her feelings or pleasure, he felt an equal mix of embarrassment and disgust. When she started shouting that this was her purpose, begging Bubba to use her, he felt sick to his stomach.But most disturbingly of all, the worse he felt, the more turned on he felt. The depravity of the situation, Molly's willingness to be used, her obvious desire to be treated like an object, her transformation from. "Close my door."I waited for Sara to do so. I moved over and stood in front of my closed door."Look at me, Sara. Don't take your eyes off me."I turned invisible."Sam!" she shouted. She looked this way and that.I walked through my bedroom door. The upstairs hallway was empty. I materialized and opened my bedroom door."Sam!" she said in relief. "That was an amazing trick! How did you do that?" It's not a trick. I'm not a magician. I can turn invisible and walk through walls." Oh, come on." I was. When he got to the mirror, hegasped with a porn-stars sultry voice. His blonde hair had turned jetblack and fell stylishly across his face. His lips were lush and pouty,and his eyes had become brown and round as a frightened doe's. Heturned his gaze down at his generous cleavage, which rose and fell withevery breath like a living animal. Beneath them his thighs shot outfrom his skirt with such a rounded voluptuousness that he felt hiscrotch grow warm. He turned his gaze back to the.