She sighed and moaned and leaned forward as her body writhed in a beautiful orgasm; my nose sniffed gratefully at the cavity of her luscious arsehole,... the mixture of air and beautiful womanly scent was exquisite, I felt truly owned. Elaine recovered and sighed with sweet satisfaction; she adjusted herself so that my nose was pressed lightly against her sweet anus.“Now you shall come for your mistress. I want you to thoroughly enjoy the scent of my arsehole as you come. You will learn to. ” He said then lowered his face to mine and, with a cock in my mouth, he spit on my face. It was just like in some of those movies I saw on the internet. Bill grabbed my hips and began to pump harder. “Shit! Can’t hold it anymore!” and he began to cum. Not as much but he was moaning as he pulled out of my ass. “Next!” he said and John moved behind me and, because my ass was gaped wide open he easily slid his cock in. “Goddamn!” he grunted and took his turn fucking my ass hard. Jack was. (Arlene) Troy, you seem to be fascinated by me, my clothes, and my time. Why is that? And I must add that you have always had time to talk to me, and that thank you dearly. *Curtseys*(Troy) My fascination with Arlene, her time and her clothes. She's very polite, very well mannered and dedicated to her cause. Her time is one of my favorites in history.As for the clothes, they're different!(cindi) Could you give an example of a transformation?(Troy) A simple transformation, here goes, let me pick. It was Sunday nightwhen I realized that the little old witch had visited me a week ago. "Iknew she was lying." I said outloud as I got into bed. "Nothing happenedand nothing is going to happen." With that, I drifted off to sleep. It must have been two fifteen on Monday morning when I heard a knock onmy door. "Who is it?" I asked, groggy from being woken up. "It's Alex." I heard something in her voice and knew somehthing wasn'tright. She crept through the door and stood next to the bed. "What's.