I kept my hand on her tight little fanny, but stopped massaging her genitalia. Her fevered breathing caused her back and her gorgeous little backside ...to rise and fall rapidly. I caressed and massaged her back, her hips, and her bottom until I felt her breathing calm down. Her genitalia, however , remained thick and open with blood; that didn't close up and shrink.When it seemed that she was relaxing and calmed down. I wiped my hands off with a towellete, dipped my thumbs into warm oil and. In an effort to stoptheir growth, he flexed his waning pecks. It did nothing to help.Instead his pecks slowly dissolved and the hard marbles tripled in size.At first they clung tightly to his chest and even seemed like muscle.Yet as they drew in more of his real muscle, something about them becamedistinctly buxom. They hung from his chest like plumb-sized utters,their nipples as big as silver dollars. With horror, the reality of hissituation dawned on him: he was blossoming.His shoulders. “Don’t worry, I know it’s all new. That’s why I’m here to help. To begin with. And don’t worry, I won’t tease you for the goofs. I know I made a lot of them when I got started, and I am not going all Sequins on you about it. Plus you seemed quite excusably taken with my tits and that’s never a bad thing. But. First we eat, then other things, and maybe some other other things after that too.”“Other other things?” I asked, confused because that did not sound like anything to do with me learning. Elizabeth gasped when he took her clit between his lips, and so did the men gazing on them intently. None of the men who were looking on had ever realized how sensitive or how important the clit was to a woman's fulfillment. Elizabeth began to grunt with every breath, "Uh ... Uh ... Uh..." as Andy continued to pay homage to her nubbin. Soon, oil was visibly leaking from her pussy slit as she writhed and wiggled with Andy's ever motion.He moved the two middle fingers of his right hand to her.