Britney's cock throbbed in her sweatpants, aching to be buried in Phillipa's sweet flesh."Roll over," Britney hissed.Phillipa smiled, rolling onto her... stomach, her bubbly, olive-toned ass clenching in anticipation. "Are you fucking my ass?" Yes." Without lube?"Britney trembled. "Yes, I am." That's going to hurt so much," panted Phillipa, her hands reaching behind her to spread her butt-cheeks apart and exposed her dark sphincter. "Do it! Hurt me! Make me scream."Britney shoved her sweatpants. .. I couldn'treally resist the temptation to look and explore. Few guyswould get this chance. It felt odd... like the highs of amale orgasm, but sustained. Passing into orgasm was gentleand breathtaking. The second one was better.Right about then, going back to being Jim didn't sound sonice.I cleaned up and got dressed. Dress? Where did these comefrom? And the make up?=-="Ji... ur Kali. We need to get you back to the GenesisClub... They probably can help you... Kali, Kali??" What?" Where'd you. He had borrowed from a unicorn,” I amended quickly. “And set out to meet this wondrous maiden. He met her in the market place and pretended to help her, saying all the things about her that she liked to hear. But every time he touched her hand, a drop of his poison would settle on her skin and make its way to her heart. And every word he whispered in her ear, slowly poisoned her mind against her husband.”I felt Wendy shift uncomfortably behind me. ‘Fuck her,’ I thought, determinedly ignoring. Back when he was his plain self he would'veneeded both hands to even lift it considering it was mostly constructedof lead, now he could lift it effortlessly in one hand. His father was amedical researcher and for a time had worked with radioactive isotopes.At some point he needed a bigger container and rather then scrapping it.He'd given it to his son as a present. He'd never thought that he wouldneed it to hide anything especially from, someone with super vision.He opened the lid and examined.