I felt like the dirtiest slut waking up every morning with panties soaked from the imaginary fucking in every position and place that I would get 3 or... 4 nights in a week. If this was what he did to me in my dreams what the hell would he do to me in person??? I had to have him. It was a required need. I began to wear provocative tank tops that showed the curve of my heaving breasts, shorts that would entice him into looking directly at the forms of the fabric clinging to the pussy that so badly. Maybe not. I decided to shift speeds and take Scott slowly. I took him deep on each stroke and kept him, taking him out to almost the head. I wasn't fucking him hard so much as in slow waves. His brother had other ideas and began to slam in and out of my throat. "My name is Mick and we own a farm where women are willingly treated like cattle - kept naked, bred, and milked. Athena must really hate you because we offered to buy and she wasn't selling. Why is that?" he asked pulling his cock out. ." Steve, hilariously enough, was the first one to speak. "Whyisn't anyone talking?"Melanie cleared her throat. "Okay, Adam, it's time to talk about thatlady you guys met last night." What about her? She's a sorceress, and she said she cursed me." Okay, but why?" I don't know, but I don't care. She had to be lying, otherwise I'd bea girl now, right?" She said it would be in a week, so that's Friday. Let's say you'regoing to be a girl on Friday, why that specific date?" I dunno. Just because. Compatibility ... issues. So, as we often fantasized about, whenever we got together to play we would bring along a third. Sometimes a woman, sometimes a man." Compatibility issues?" I asked, my one eyebrow arching like Spock's."You'll see," you answered cryptically. "Man ... that martini is already starting to feel good. I probably should have had some supper before drinking that," you laugh. "Do you have anything you could put on the TV to help with the mood?"I smiled, nodded, and reached for.