All of thefurniture was changed, more feminine like and no books. The condo has nocomputers, no electronics and no fantasy games. He saw just a cell... phone(no internet in the cell), on the table, a TV (a big TV - 103") and anipod! He looked at his closet and just saw female clothing (all of theshoes were very high heels, like 3" thru 7"). He saw lots of sexy dressesand gowns. He thought this is not real, "I'm not a woman? Maybe, I'mdreaming?"His emotions were going crazy. He had, for the. It was amazing how much of a stroke he could get as his hand traveled the length of his cock, hitting his balls on one end and her sloppy wet pussy on the other end. When he finally came, I think that was the deepest he had been able to get his cock into her but still no more than the head and maybe a half inch of that thick shaft got inside of her. Very quickly her pussy began to look like a freshly made Danish pastry with all of the white cum frosting oozing out of it and dripping downwards. I began to kiss the inside of each leg, moving upwards, eventually coming to her sweet opening. I licked her with my tongue and heard her gasp. I affixed my mouth to her and worked my tongue around and into her. Her hands came down to caress my head as I lapped her juices. Seyla’s hips began to buck in rhythm with my tongue and I knew she was close to her first orgasm of the evening. I lapped at her harder and harder until finally she gave a vocal gasp, saying “Jesse, oh Jesse!” repeatedly. She. I have never knew someone could come like that.I certainly never have".As her orgasm subsided and she stopped squirting she sat up and we saw that she had a huge grin on her face.She then said,"Who is going to lick my pussy clean,then?".I was about to go and enjoy myself when i suddenly realised that the boss from next door had stepped forward.This caused me to gasp in amazement and i watched as she knealt between her legs and proceeded to flick her tongue over her wet pussy.She seemed to be.