Tish squealed, welts appearing on her back and sides. Her tits bobbed free and jiggled firmly on her chest. Jody stared at them and licked his lips.He... seemed to enjoy the look of terror on Tish's face. He reached out again, gripped her wrist, and twisted, forcing her chest to heave outward and her tits to shove forward toward him. He covered one with his spread hand and grabbed it, mauling it roughly."Ahhhh! My arm! My tit! You're hurting me! Ohhhh, don't hurt me!" Nice tits," he grated, a. I slid my finger into her drenched hole. Her juices flowed out, running down my hand and along the inside of her thighs down to her ass. I ran my wet finger up and down just inside her swollen lips and she trembled. “Oh God,” she cried. I slowed down to make sure that she would not get too excited too soon. “Don’t stop,” she cried. My slowing down and then speeding up again went on for several minutes. She begged me to let her cum, needing some release. Gail eventually accepted that she. When we cuddledafterwards she told me that it had felt a bit strange. When she lookedinto my eyes, she kept seeing a woman and it kept disconnecting her fromwhat we were doing. It also felt like she was being unfaithful to Tom,making love to this different person. When she closed her eyes it wasstill me and it felt right.It worried me that after only six weeks, Sam was starting to feel that Iwas different. I knew that I looked different but I did not feeldifferent. I was still that good old. . You weigh one forty-five, but you would love to be tall and slender - and weigh one twenty-five. You wish your breasts were a lot more firm and perfectly shaped, yet still not give up your enormous bust size. You would leave your hair long and straight, but it would be a dark, glossy, jet-black, instead of dirty-blonde. You would give up your job as a teacher, just to feel loved and be able to return love to only one man, with no boundaries on yours or his love – with no fear of ever being.