“Would you like to watch me play with my clit?” Without hesitation, I made another donation into the slot in the box. She hiked up her dress and s...pread her legs wide. Her fingertips immediately went to work circling and slapping her pussy.I stoked harder. Faster.“Hold it. Not yet! I want to watch you cum a great big fucking load. We’re not ready yet.”I slowed. My cum was gurgling inside – waiting to spew forth.“Look how hard you are making my nipples! Stroke that cock harder Tom!” I did. . She then moved her lips very close to his ear. "Open your eyes and look at me," she said in a breathy whisper. Terry turned his head and stared into Megan's eyes which were lit with lust. She slowly and deliberately licked her full red lips and said in the same breathy whisper, "Now fill my sexy panties with your cum."Less that a minute later a low pleasure filled moan escaped his lips and shot his wad into her silky underwear. She let him lie there until his breathing returned to normal before. "How was I supposed to answer that?"You too... Bye-bye," was all I could say. "I hope you mean that." he said, and then he was gone.I lay there for a second trying to get a grip on everything that's happenedto me. It was just so unbelievable that I was now in the body of a woman. eyes could see the two large mounds on my chest but it had to be adream, or more accurately, a nightmare. I pulled one hand up before myeyes. The fingers were slender and fine, with long French. Peter had tried reasoning with him. Saying the spear was not meant for mortal men, and as such Saint Andrew had descended to claim it. The legate was a shrewd man, drunk on the power his papal authority afforded him, and so he sought to punish Peter for his false tale and presumably for keeping the spear to himself. Adhemar had noticed his renewed health and was partially correct in assuming the spear was responsible.In those days following the failed destruction of the spear, Peter remembered.