He looked down at his arms while he walked. They were the same shade of brown he remembered, or at least, the parts that weren't covered by the long s...leeves of his uniform were.The same skin color. The same hands at the end, with the same ten fingers. Everything looked as Marco remembered, and yet, something about it all felt off.When he reached the school building, he got a glimpse of himself as a thin reflection in the window. Yeah, everything looked right, from his messy dark hair to his. The memory of her with her knickers round her knees and trembling to my touch lived with me still. She had remembered the code word. It had started with the usual, 'You show me yours and I'll show you mine.' We brought each other to orgasm despite of our inexperience. It was the first time she had seen sperm. It was the second time I had fingered a pussy. Doreen was my first cousin and two years my junior. Bill was fifteen years older than she was, and her second husband. The first one had. He keptthis up for about five minutes when he stopped, still inside me he turnedme around and I found another cock in front of me. I greedily took it inmy mouth and they fucked me at both ends, a spit roast, yummy!They kept this up for ages, OMG I was in heaven, it felt gorgeous andnever wanted it to stop, my cock was dripping and straining to bereleased. Suddenly they rammed their cocks right into me, I just managednot to gag as it went down my throat, feeling his cum pouring into mystomach. I learned a lot in that talkand hated it when it ended. "Time for lunch!" Ivy said as she picked meup. "Ooh, that's pretty. We'll have to take it back and put it on thefridge at home!"I looked at her and rolled my eyes like she was nuts but didn't sayanything. Unlike the previous times I had been stuck coloring I didn'tpretend to be an idiot and stayed within the lines!A brand new high chair awaited me at a long table. Apparently, all ofthe 'grandchildren' got their own high chairs to use at.