"You can put your fingers inside now," she said. "I want you to masturbate just like you'd want me to be making love to you right now." You do know I ...hate you, don't you?" I said, as two fingers entered me. "No you don't baby," she said. "Let me hear you. Put the phone right by your pussy. I want to hear your fingers as they make love to your sweet pussy." Oh god," I groaned. "Look up, Danni," she said. "Watch your fingers make love to you."I didn't want to do it, but I did. She knew what would. Icame. Moaning with my hand over my mouth my body trembling over and over.It was nothing like I had ever felt.But the pleasurable feeling didn't last long; with heavy breathing Iagain felt the burning sensation along my now very large hips and in myabdomen. I couldn't stand it hurt too much. I could feel my gut movingand what I could only think of was the pressure of a womb inside. As theburning continues up my body I saw all of the hair that I did have wispaway leaving me perfectly smooth,. Lois gave another quick rotation as the boys were on the verge of busting four major nuts. She knew each of them well enough to know when they’ve had enough… The boys were valiant in their resistance but their youth and inexperience was no match for Lois Griffin and her skills with the male organ. And as such, she brought them all along at just the right tempo. The slurping and sucking and squishy sounds reverberated to a crescendo as Lois peaked everyone’s pleasure meter to the max. “Oh!”. I admit it, that was the only reason that I was able to handle a 12-mule team.It took us a day and a half to travel that 15 miles to Jefferson City. We found a place to camp and spent the rest of the day to get set up. I was the least useful at that chore, so Nina took me with her to visit the saloons to look for replacement drivers. She was dressed in men’s clothes, and that kept down the problems of men in the saloons propositioning her for sex, but I was big enough and mean enough looking to.