" "You're not going to transform me?" "What makes you think I haven't?" "Huh?" "Before I came jogging by, you were a washed-up has-been of... a writer . . . at least in your own mind. Now, that's all changed. If that isn't a transformation, I don't know what is." As he turned to head back down the path, the faint peals of a church bell could be heard. "It's Christmas," he said, "a time of miracles. Anything can happen. But it's up to all of you to see that it does happen." . Darling Paula, you nearly did. I recall you sitting on the bed sewing the pieces back together."But now look! While they aren't in the same class as our beloved mistresses, they are very firm and my pink nipples stand up so proudly. And in spite of what you did to us — for us, to be more accurate — our bodies are now completely unmarked. Therefore, Jo and I welcome the challenge."Then she grinned and added, "But now what?" Now we return you to your husbands," Paula replied. "Come on! Let's get. With my left arm around her, I pulled her closer to me and kissed her deeply with my right hand on her stomach.While kissing, as if automatically, my right hand started crawling upward and went on her boob and I held her gently and squeezed it.And we broke kiss. Beach me jyada possible nhi hota. Log jo hote h aas pas. Although wahan pe andhera tha so we did this much.She was still sitting close to me, with my hand around her waist.She: Radha (my wife) is so lucky. She has your love.Me: Tu bhi. I cried out inwonton abandon as I felt wave after wave or orgasmic energy wash overme. It seemed to go on forever, but when it finally subsided I wasstill there, being fucked hard by my old cock. Unlike when I was man,my orgasm didn't mean we were finished.Jill could tell I had finished cumming, and she suddenly pulled out androlled me over. She positioned me on my hands and knees as she shovedher dick back into my pussy from behind. She grabbed my hips andfondled my swinging breasts as she.