No way, I can fuck her but I can't eat her."Instead, he inserted two fingers deep in her gaping cunt, and methodically moved them in and out in synch ...with her muscular contractions. Ginger's cunt was wet with clots of blood and juices and as Bruno began using his thumb on her clit, he brought her off. Watching in awe, at her rippling belly muscles and frantically pumping pelvis as her orgasm approached.Lost in lust and succumbing to the need to have her pussy sucked, Ginger's body betrayed her. I run my hands down my torso, holding the plush white cotton to my skin as my long, thin fingers slide across my flat belly, my belly button, down my tummy.I slip the towel down my shoulders, cradling it with my cheeks as I dry my hips, the soft fibers of the cloth mingling with the soft chestnut curls of my pubic mound. My mons is puffy, white, unblemished. A nearly invisible slit begins right in the middle, running perfectly square between my milky white thighs. I slip the ends of the towel. He slowly undid all the buttons of her shirt and spread it apart. She had the most beautiful pair of breasts covered by a maroon bra.He then slowly lifted her and removed her shirt completely out of her body. I was watching all this in disbelief. He slowly caressed his hand on her soft navel. She had her eyes closed. He was slowly running his hands around her belly button.It must have been giving her goose bumps. He then slowly started running his hand towards her breasts. His other hand was. He was still whining as I examined his body. His chest had grown some, his cock and balls shrunk, and even his hips had widened."You will regret today for the rest of your life. If I EVER see you again, I will do much worse than what you are suffering now." I looked him deep in the eyes, wanting to make sure he understood what I was about to tell him. "I hope you enjoy the rest of your life as a weak, mute, woman."I easily made two more switches in Derek, or whatever her name would be after.