”That moan. The feeling of his thick cock as she slides back onto it. The rip of her shirt. The hard, pink nipple. The twitch. The pinching.And over....“Fuck me.” “I can’t.” The thrust. The nipple. The fingernails.As she shudders and feels her feet go weak, her precarious tiptoe position in danger of collapsing when she comes, she wants to scream that it can’t stop yet: it mustn’t stop yet. She needs, just once, to see it through to the end. To feel the climax that happened in her lifetime, many. His thick lips slobbered as he forced his tongue into her mouth.Taylor moved the portable HD camera behind the rutting couple and zoomed in on their buttocks. Each violent smash of King's pubic mound into Louise's pussy bush set the flesh of her buttocks rippling. His penis, which had been short and thick during its initial erection, now lengthened and thickened until it filled her whole cunt, driving hard until his cock head pushed against her cervix. "Aaaah. Ohhhh. Mmmnnnmm…," she squeaked. He was a secretary now. He workedas one, and he would live as one. There would be no escaping hisposition.The boxes came shortly after. The movers left them by his bedroomcloset. Tim was sure that there should have been more, but he guessed hemiscounted.Tim opened the first box and unpacked some of his secretary outfits intothe closet. Then he unpacked other boxes filled with his heels and othershoes. He kept opening boxes and finding his female clothing, jewelry,pocketbooks, makeup, and his. Inevitably, Dick's early days of innocent untrammelled freedom couldn't last. A day came when just before he was once again due to be ensconced within those siren lips he was roughly sheathed inside a strong rubbery coat from his purple tip to most of the way down his fully erect body. It deadened some of the sensation but not by as much as he'd feared. Greater familiarity and the benefits of anticipation meant that Dick had swollen enough—his veins bulging and his glans as soft and tender as.