Dottie asked if they were lost or just mislaid, and everyone groaned. Lisa commented that I was so much nicer now that I had breasts, something for th...em to kiss while I was kissing theirs. She said she could hardly wait for me to get my danglers turned into a vagina. "Craig would be so much more cute with pussy lips for us to kiss," she said. "Isn't it time?" Eden couldn't see how a cunt would add much. "She's got such a sweet tush right now, and it wriggles so prettily when I've pushed. Her makeup was more obvious than mine, but still not garish. She shrugged the sundress over her body, and settled a mass of soft, brown curls overhead. A few quick strokes of the brush and an unremarkable woman stood before me, ready for an afternoon walk in the park. Slipping on a pair of soft flats she turned to me.Form a massive jewelry box she extracted two earrings. They were long and dangling, almost like miniature wind chimes. With a kiss she slipped them into my ears, then encircled my. I did not either, and yet it had happened. I had fallen for the thought of being naked around him, a thought I had been having for so long, I did not even remember when it had appeared first. "Noëlle..." he said softly. I turned around. I kissed him. I threw my arms around his neck and pressed my lips against his. This was not, however, a kiss of lust. It was a kiss of thankfulness. I could have gone further. It would have been so simple to reach under his shirt to take it off. That would mean. I swear I got cock drunk. I opened my zipper and pulled my dick out with my right hand and started jacking. To steady myself, and to get the right leverage, my left hand went behind him and ended up on his ass. I think he took that as a message and he started fucking my face. Between the intensity of the moment, his arousal, and the incredible sensations I was feeling as I jacked off, I let out a moan with his cock in my mouth. Loud enough that he heard it and probably felt it on his cock. I.