It was a struggle of conscience, to the point that I masturbated by never touching myself skin to skin. I would lie there gazing at the sex and rubbi...ng my young sensitive clit through my panties. My first orgasms were exhilarating, and I had multiple. My curiosity turned into addiction, and I spent every available opportunity sneaking a peak any erotic material I could get my hands on. And as soon as I could get my hands on that material, I got my hands on myself. My masturbation grew. "OMIGOD!" Sean cried. He forced his eyes open at great pains, and hewatched as every breath his took expanded his chest, then when breathingout never quite deflated it. Color washed over him and, as thebusinessman shifted his attention between each nipple, he watched asthey filled and grew, steadily, into developed breasts.Sean fell back onto the couch, awash in the sensations between theattention on his hyper-sensitive chest and the increasingly-powerfulfucking his new pussy was. The surviving bandits were now caught in the flat and the fight did not last long as the last bandit fell to the ground dead with all the others.That is when Marge and Katie came up to me and gave me a hug. Then Marge smacked me on the side of the head and began to bandage the two bullet wounds I had. I didn't even know I had been shot twice. The first was on the top of my head where my hat had been shot off but it was only a ½ inch cut more like a big scratch but it was bleeding. The other was. So she told no one here wears the panty or bra as we work & its hot. Its only during the periods I wear the panty. As she was talking I moved my hands on her legs & got the skirt up to her hips & was massaging her legs & thighs. She assisted me to raise her skirt above her hips. I could feel her ass on my lap, skin to skin. I continued kissing her boobs as she loved it. She then slowly moved her hand between our stomach & caught hold of my dick & she started to play with it. I was all in.