It is one word; kneel. My legs are spread as you kneel between them. If my pants were not still on, if I was not resolute in my other plans for you, i...t would be most tempting to grab all I could of your luscious blond hair and begin using your full, painted lips and mouth. Instead I reach out for your nipples, and with my first hard squeeze of one your eyes flutter and your lips part in a silent moan. I reach for my drink on the end table behind me, and from it I pluck a barely melted ice cube.. What? Why? We browse the toys on the wall. Her beautiful long blonde hair hangs almost to her ass as she looks up at the toys. Now I think I know what she's doing. Bait. Is she experienced or just improvising?She never looked back to see who might be watching us. The place wasn't really crowded or anything but it was a Friday night and we'd been out having dinner and drinks.She made her way to the booths. There all four were empty and quiet. She picked the nearest. I followed dutifully. Now I'm. Jenna watched her boss, in obvious discomfort, as he started to lose height. He soon no longer towered over her at 6 feet, rather he was eye level to her. She watched as his legs and feet became feminine along with his hips and stomach. She saw his penis still there and was sickened by it. It soon disappeared. She knew what had replaced it. Jenna saw Mr. Bletch's chest begin to grow. Soon, two large breasts became evident. Mr. Bletch had become a beautiful woman. A pair of white. A shame this couldn't have happened twenty or thirty years ago!The two exchanged numbers, Tracy put hers in her phone under "HG Urgent" to remind her how important the call was. Harry told her where he kept his spare key in the front flowerbed in case she needed to get in the house for some reason.As she bent over to kiss his forehead while he sat on his Lazy Boy, she felt his hands reach up and cup one of her breasts. As she felt this, she pressed her lips into his forehead using more pressure.