You slowly pour the "cocktail" into the funnel,filling it almost to the brim. "Lucky for you I needed to pee, or my poorkgotso would have gone to bed ...thirsty! Now drink it up"i suck on the cock end of the funnel gag, and feel the thick mixture beginfilling my mouth. It is a heady concoction, a mixture of Your essence, andmine. The cocktail is a blend of You and me. It doesn't taste very pleasant,but what it is, and what it symbolizes makes me eagerly suck and swallow overand over again until. Then I pinched the material and pulled it away almost completely exposing my tits, and kind of flapped it, like I was trying to dry it. I bent over one more time, looking at the motor with my blouse wide open. And I guess that was to much for the one guy. He reached over and cupped my tit. I raised and turned toward him. Now he had both hands in my blouse playing with my tits. Their truck was parked alone side my car. It was a four door. The guy that had my tits, I grabbed him by the waist and. She reached out and started caressing my cock. The more she did the firmer her grip got on it and the closer she crawled to me. Then she leaned up against me and began stroking my cock. Brianna stroked my cock while I fondled her tits for a few minutes. Then Brianna lay down on the couch. I grabbed her pants legs and pulled her pants off as she lifted her fine ass off the couch. Brianna was wearing a pair of black thong panties."Nice," I said looking Brianna in the eyes.Then I reached down and. The men that they were are dead. They’re women now, so let’s treat them like ladies,” I proclaimed as I led everyone else back into the living room to watch a movie on TV and kill the time a little further.One edited for TV movie, a series of showers, two full episodes of a sitcom, a reality TV show (not my idea, but even a leader must grant concessions to his followers now and then), and several club sandwiches later, Melissa and Aunt Leigh awoke at last from their slumber, and yes, both were.