, where’s your hand?’ I was wondering the same thing? But in the movie, Janeane and Ben are hidden beneath all kinds of blankets and sheets. Almos...t without thinking, slipped my own hand down the front of my panties, closed my eyes and let my fingers glide between slippery wet lips. Maybe it was because the scene on the TV had ended. Or maybe I actually sensed someone watching. But when I opened my eyes and shifted my gaze from the TV screen to the patio, I almost died of humiliation. A. And something slipping over me as severalhands lifted me gently from the reclining chair. "You are under a spell, andthe only one who can break that spell is your wife Amy, open your eyes andlook at her picture," I did, "now close them, she merely must utter thephrase 'If only you still looked like the man I married.'" She continued,"When I count to twenty, you will wake up Michele. You will wake up and feelso pretty and beautiful. You want your hair longer, blonder, and full ofcurls. You want. Since the time I knew I will fuck her, I was wondering what would happen if she wanted to do the same to me. What if she had one of those massive cocks like the shemales in porn movies? What if she wasn't satisfied in a passive role? With these thoughts in my mind, she was pulling down her nickers to reveal a magnificent arse. I felt my cock throbbing. Her slim legs were ending in a curvy bum, with muscle. She turned around to reveal a black thick bush. To my relief her dick was about 1inch.. ”“You live with a roommate?”“I wish. Still with my family. Haven't had much luck on the real estate market.”“I hear you. I got lucky. A friend of my mom was willing to sell it first hand. My dad payed half of it, but it's written in my name.”“Wait, so you own your own apartment? No rent?”“So 'tis, friend.” “Damn, I think you're winning.”We arrived at the second hand store on Levitt street about twenty-five minutes after we'd left the café. It was located in a basement, with old clothes hanging.