"Oh My God, Jim," she said. "It's Billy!"She walked up to me and peeled down my panties to expose my hard cock."God, Billy, why didn't you ever get th...at hard for me?" She let go of the waistband and let it slap painfully against the head of my cock.Jim walked in behind her. "Because he likes being a girl," he said, "He likes wearing panties and knee socks, and he likes being fucked by men. That's why I call him Wendy."He stood behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. I was reminded why. The sensations made her clench around the cock she imagined was a boy from school. He wanted to last since this was his first time. She gripped his ass and guided him through the motions. In, out and in, over and over. Makayla stopped him when his cock went all the way and raised her legs above hr head. They hooked into the rounded slats of her headboard. She gazed down at herself and began the ritual again. In and out, deeper, deeper still, out, deeper. Her breath came in gasps. A tingle dwelt. Hedidn't like the hag's smile."Just your body and life my dear. Just your body!" She laughed. "But youcan have mine. That's more than fair isn't it?" You old hag, you're nuts! " Bill tried to head for the door but his legswouldn't obey him. The floor came up to hit him. Bill came to. He heard the happy, hardy laughed of a young man. Hisglasses were askew, but he didn't wear glasses! Automatically he pushedthem into place. Then Bill screamed. He saw HIMELF! HIMSELF looking and feeling his. One of them bounded up the stairs and asked her to dance. Dori kept taking pictures with her phone.A slow number came on and many of the dancers left the floor. A few others came on to dance.Alice put her arms around Owen’s neck. He was nice and she was feeling horny and devilish. She told him, “I like slow songs. I like to dance close.” She ground her body against his, feeling the rising lump in his pants as she did, and getting some prurient joy from her tease. After a minute of swaying to.