As she knew I can’t tolerate much tickling on my body. She was doing more and more.Finally I also started tickling on her body. I touched her undera...rms. Then I placed my hand on her stomach. Actually in the context of ticking I want to feel her body. So again and again I was touching her tummy. By doing this I touched her just below her boobs. I was very much excited at that time. Then she stopped me by saying k she want to change and please stop doing this. Then she went to washroom to change. Thank you.”“You’re more than welcome,” I replied.“Can I sleep here with you the rest of the night?”“Sure thing, Marion. I’d like that.”She kissed me on the cheek with adoration in her eyes, then cuddled up to me. We stayed like that for a while, then drifted off to sleep.I was awakened again shortly, this time by Kathy’s voice. She was wearing a big floppy jersey with the number 14 on it. Her nipples poked through the fabric quite. She obviously worked out as she had a strong physique, and she was dressed in tight grey sweat pants and sweat top which she had unzipped to show off a plunging cleavage. Her breasts looked augmented and firm. Her body was lean and muscular and her skin, veined in places, had a creamy copper spray tan. Anita looked expensive; every inch the rich older dominant who I guessed was very used to having things done her way. The Range Rover crashed through the thick undergrowth until we came out in a. When she had married Chad 5 yearsago, she had been normal. The changes started not long after herhoneymoon, though. Her clitoris sort of started getting tingly sometimes,and Donna noticed it would get hard at weird times, even when she wasn'tthinking about sex. Then, it started getting larger. Chad noticed itduring sex, it would get hard and form a nub he would feel while on topof her.Then one day, it got hard, and never went soft again. But, it keptgetting larger. After a month her growing.