I shuddered from the tickling sensation I had all over my body and half-rose from my place.- Charmant! – Martha smiled. – You’re so cute!- Me???... Yes… - I like looking shy but at this very moment I WAS shy.- Would you like to thank me for the tea?- Oh, sure!.. – And I touched her hand with my lips softly.- How nice!..- Did you like my kiss, I hope?- Oh, is it a kiss? – Martha blushed and pulled me to her.It may sound vulgar but as soon as my lips joined with hers my hands started caressing her. I let my palms travel over his body and down. He could not control his emotions and was moaning softly. In the meanwhile, he started to move his fingers over my chest through shirt and found my thin hairy chest with big conical, fleshy boobs highly inviting. With my shirt gone and his face on my chest, I felt his mustache tickle me more and my nipples harder. He smooched all over my chest, remarking that mine was more sexy and suckable. I have a passion for boob-sucking; his able wild sucking. His orgasm was on its way. I could feel the tell-tale shifting motion of his nuts, the flexing of his dick tendons. Giving him one more juicy thrust for good measure, I tore his already wriggling cock from my mouth and held it aimed straight up."Uhnff! Uhnff!" Harold snorted, eyes shut, hips snapping, cock spitting white strands of splooie almost high enough to touch the head-liner.That goon could really send up a gusher! Hot sperm flopped all over his original equipment wood steering wheel and. The high heels on the shoes Iwas now wearing didn't help either. I was just glad that they weren't6 inch stilettos or something.I carefully made my way to the bathroom so I could check out what Ilooked like in the mirror. I was a bit freaked out over suddenlychanging like this, but since I knew it was only temporary I could alsofeel curious. I wanted to know exactly what I looked like now.I just stood and stared at my reflection for a full minute or so beforeI finally gasped,.