You hurried down the steps and darted across the two feet into his arms almost knocking him over in your enthusiasm. He recovered wasting no time retu...rning your greeting. He smelled good. It wasn't cologne nor any discernable odor, simply Tom. The smelled seem to emanate from his bridled euphoria and mixed with his glee so large that it bordered on despair. In the minute or two you both stood there for all intense and purposes one being, it overcame you and permeated your own soul. Could this. I liked the smoothness and sensitivity of my skin. I liked the sound of my new voice. I liked the look of my elegant swanlike neck. I liked my fine straight dark-blonde hair, which I wore ear-length with a natural part just to the right of the center. I liked my facial features, especially my thick sensuous lips and my large dark brown expressive brown eyes. Some things I didn't like at first no longer bothered me. Being five inches shorter was no big deal. I wasn't petite by female standards,. How about it Ursula?"Ursula looked shyly at Carol. "I'd love to if you really want me to..."The nineteen-year-old girl lay back with her legs wide apart waiting for the young girl to fondle and caress her. She was terribly exited at the thought of Ursula's fingers touching her vaginal lips and clitoris, and her ass was already moving in a kind of writhing anticipation.The girl half lay at her side, her head towards Carol's legs. Slowly she put her fingers on Carol's bush-hair and then let them. The baby eagerly took her protruding red nipple in his mouth.She leaned back, cradling the baby to her tit and tugged her robe open, exposing most of her other swollen boob. She always had big knockers, but now they were especially fat, and round, and smooth. Peter's eyes bulged.Next, she hunkered down in the chair and crossed her legs. They were bare, and the robe fell open on either side, closing at the spot where her legs met, or maybe just a fraction below. She swung a long, smooth leg in.