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Cris 'n Kelly - Part 2 - The Awakening ? by: Old Timer I awoke alone in the bed feeling a bit sick and thought I had the flu or a mild hangover. Figuring Kelly would have some over the counter remedy, I went through my normal morning routine. With my light colored hair and mild beard, I can often skip shaving and this day was no exception. There appeared to be a fresh pair of Lady Jockeys that I put on as well as a clean bright green sleek running warmups with a side zipper. The top also was fresh and more like a sleeveless white 'muscle' tee with X-Terminator stenciled across the front. I wandered back toward the kitchen area and the aroma of some fresh coffee. Kelly was there, dressed in a pair of much tighter bright green satin shorts pants that split the curves of her ass cheeks into two delicious looking mounds and a sleeveless tee with no evidence of a bra across her back. She turned her head, smiled, and said, "Morning...sleep well?" "Like a baby," I answered, "but I'm feeling a bit queasy. Got anything to help? "Sure...just the thing...it'll give you a bit of buzz and you'll feel fine." "Here, take this with come fresh coffee," and she poured a mug then turned and walked to me with a matching white 'X-Terminator' across her swollen breasts. "I thought we could be 'twins' today so we wearing matching shirts...cute huh?" I took the cup in one hand and the pills in the other, then unexpectedly reached down and grabbed my soft cock with her hand, and heard Kelly say, "Always hanging down your right side, huh?" "Hey, you trying to make me spill this hot stuff?" "No love, just saying 'hello' to my new buddy. Is that a problem?" "No...not really, I just wasn't expecting that." "Guess there's lots I do you won't predict. That's what makes it fun." "So tell me, what's the significance of 'X-Terminator'?" I asked. "That's what my crew nicknamed me...something about my driving style they said." "Yup...I agree...sort of a take no prisoners approach." Not quite...I'll take a special one...and that's you, Cris!" "Thanks...I'm the lucky one." "No, I'm the lucky one," and she kissed me hard and started slipping her tongue between my lips. As I started to respond, she broke it off saying, "Can't go there right now...we've got lots to do." "Too bad...a little workout might take my mind off my sick feeling, " and I started drinking my coffee after taking the pills. "Cris, put your 'John Hancock' on this contract. I got up early and put this together so our deal's all legal..OK?" "Sure," and signed the last page where she was pointing. "Great...signed, sealed and delivered. Ready...let's go." *** I followed Kelly as we headed to the garage where I saw her father's love of cars had extended to his heir. From left to right was a pristine Hemi 'Cuda, a split windowed 'Vette, a Testarossa and this morning's chariot a nearly new black (of course) Z06 Corvette convertible. "Didn't think Chevy made any ragtop Z06's," I remarked as I sat down on the leather bucket seat. "Pay enough and you can have anything you desire...any...thing...you... want." With that, she turned the key and off we went. The pills I had taken started to work, too good, and I was getting more than a mild buzz. I was awake but unaware of what was around me, whatever Kelly might be saying or what tunes were playing on the sound system...sort of a euphoric dream world. The motion of the car stopped and her hand was helping me up and out as I shuffled into some office that appeared to have 'M.D.' on the door. We kept moving until I was guided onto some slender firm pad. The next thing I sort of heard were pieces of a conversation that I thought might be Kelly and another female voice. I tried to concentrate and heard, "Cris wasn't feeling good, but here's a signed consent form for your files." The other voice said, "You found someone willing..." "More than just anybody...my soul mate." "Let me take a look and survey the raw material," as I think I felt my clothes being cut off and a rush of cool air all over my body. "That is a glorious penis...look at the length...lucky you, Kelly." "And it's all mine." That was the last thing I remembered...until I opened my eyes...much later. *** I was flat on my back as I squinted because the light was quite bright. Peering down was Kelly's blue eyes and a broad smile on her face. She kissed me, quickly darted her tongue across my lips then raised her head saying, "How you doing?" "Geez...what happened...I just barely remember that the little buzz was much more intense. Did I pass out?" "I guess you had a bad reaction...but you're looking terrific...better than I hoped." "Huh?...what are you talking about?" as I tried to elbow my head off the bed. But I felt some strange weight on my chest that wasn't there before and I glanced down. There was a sheet-covered mound that appeared to be interrupting my normal view of my groin and thighs. I couldn't comprehend what I seeing. It didn't make any sense. For my whole life, my eyes always saw the same perspective and it had changed. What was going on? I looked up at Kelly and asked, "What is this? I see you just as I expected...but I feel and see something strange on my chest." "Cris-sy, love, you're fine...real fine. You've been resting about 24 hours and the doc assured me you'd be completely comfortable except for a couple of spots that might be a bit tender." "I'm really confused now. What are you talking about?" "We stopped at the doctor's office yesterday morning and she did some 'elective' surgery. But the advances in modern micro-surgery eliminates most of the recovery time. They do everything through tiny little slits that you'll never see...no ugly scars...no bruises...it's amazing." "Surgery? I didn't need anything fixed." "To my eye, you did...remember...I was looking for that female inside you...and I figured mother nature needed a little help. I think you'd like to meet the new Cris-sy Martin," and she pulled the sheet off my body." I looked down and saw TITS...that's what made stopped me from seeing my crotch...LARGE MILKY WHITE MAMMARIES were a part of my body. This was not a dream...this was real...I began to piece all the bits together ...and I was still stunned! I had somehow grown a pair of breasts... in one day...I had been transformed. "Take my hand and I'll help you up so you can get a good look in the mirror. Come on, love, you'll be amazed, and I slowly got up as the inside of my arm rubbed against my newly acquired titflesh. She was beside me as we made it over to the full-length mirror in the dressing area. I was looking at the images of two blondes. Kelly was the tanned one stretching a red halter bikini top with her bronzed melons (which looked inviting as hell) and the matching thong bottom that couldn't hide her puffed pussy lips. The other had to be ME...nude with creamy colored globes just below my neck and a tapered torso to a thinner waist...then a swelling at the hips fronted by a little tuft of blonde pubic hair right where my normal (thank you!) unexcited penis hung down toward my knee. "See, were twins," I heard as Kelly untied her halter top and hefty cantaloupes swung free. "I insisted that the doc match mine," as she lifted them with her hands, "and she did...40EE's for both of us!" Then she untied her bottoms and spread her legs to let the bikini drop as she continued describing, "The doc was able to remove a rib and suck a bit of fat and gave you a 23" waist. Then she put some back along your hips and butt. We ARE a matched pair...except you've got that extra special magic wand...and I've got its special holder! I've never been this happy," and she turned and kissed me as she began to fondle one my newly acquired breasts. I was going to answer her tongue tag when she pinched the nipple and I felt a strange, almost electric shock, twitch my whole body. "Yes!...the doc was right...your nipples are really sensitive...just like mine...isn't this perfect?" "Kelly...stop trying to excite me...that's not fair...this is not I what I agreed to...no way." "Criss, it is. Remember, you gave me a week to find that hidden woman and I've got five more days to show you I am right. I'm the boss, hon, so let's get a move on. We'll shower later. I've left some spare clothes for you to use today and I'll get dressed and we'll begin our adventure with a little shopping spree," as she picked up her bikini and headed back to her room. Once again, she was correct...I had to admit it...so I figured I'd get ready and see what was next. I headed for the bathroom guessing I'd probably need to shave but when I looked at my face in the mirror, I couldn't find any hint of my beard. Instead, I just saw small light blonde fuzz that didn't need my attention. Still, as I looked at myself, my appearance seemed somehow different. Maybe my eyebrows appeared a bit thinner and there was a hint of a black line near my eyelashes; or was it that my lips seemed a bit fuller and softer; had my 24-hour nap made my face a bit leaner so that my cheekbones seemed a touch higher. I figured I was still a bit drowsy so I just washed trying to avoid the sides of my 40EE's with my arms. I finally got the hang of it, and then used a washcloth over my neck, underarms, and chest, which sent little spasms as I accidentally brushed my nipples. Lord, I couldn't believe how easy it was to get a tingle! This was a nice discovery...what else would I learn? Kelly had left another black 'X-Terminator' jersey that was a bit shorter when I it put on. This time, my remodeled shapes filled it out perfectly, but the fabric tickled my nipples into an instant mini erection so I was glad the color camouflaged their excited state. The pants were a pair of shiny white warmups that I put on over the usual Lady Jockeys but it was a bit more of a tussle getting them over my hips though the side opening helped and the lower cut waist left me with an exposed navel. Still, I was more than presentable... probably attractive if I were looking at a woman. There was a pair of pool slip-ons which easily fit so I headed off to find Kelly. With a couple of new found pounds of swaying and giggling whatever permanently attached to my upper torso, just walking provided new sensations that were mildly pleasurable. As I rounded the corner, I heard, "I'm almost ready...,are you?" "Covered and clean if that's what you mean," I answered as I passed her bed and found her combing her golden hair. As I suspected, she, too, was wearing a matching outfit except for the tight white short shorts stretched like gloves across her buns. She looked at my reflection in the mirror and exclaimed, "Everything fits perfectly...it should since we're the identical size...and that'll be fun. Just one thing...I've got to do something with your hair...you look like 'Fright Night'...here...sit down and let me try something." Damn...she was right again, I said to myself, as I sat in front of the dressing table mirror. My hair was clean but seemed unruly and maybe it was time for a haircut. Kelly brushed it out and parted it neatly down the middle with a lot more care than I ever expended. With some shears, she did a slight bit of trimming and adjusting so my sandy blonde mop was changed into a styled 'do' that I found surprisingly attractive. Once she finished, she kneeled down so we were touching cheeks as we looked at each other's reflection and her face lit up with that glorious smile. Then she quietly whispered, "You're prettier than I dreamed." "Kelly," I answered, "why are you doing this? I'm still a bit shocked and confused." "Cris-sy, when you confronted me at the track the other day, you were the first person to ever dispute any thing I had done. No one, not even my father, ever questioned my motives or actions...and that strangely attracted me to you. It was like I had found a missing piece of my being...my soul mate...and I wasn't going to lose you. I made an instant decision to bribe you with my offer so I could keep you with me. After you gave me that incredible orgasm, I knew you were unique to me alone, and I only had to do some 'customizing' to your exterior to have the perfect mate. Like I said yesterday, with enough money anything can be...and you're living proof." "I have to admit that I am really attracted to you, Kelly, and I'm not just talking about your fantastic physical attributes. You seem to know my inner thoughts and your decisions mirror mine. I may regret saying this but I'm willing to see where our relationship goes. What about you?" "You're such a darling..I knew it. I'm going to admit I've fallen in love you...heart and soul in love," and she tenderly kissed me. "OK, let's do some serious shopping, and our first stop has to be with Renee who does custom sewing for me." Fifteen minutes later we pulled out in front of a little Victorian white house with a sign stating "Renee's Boutique." I followed Kelly's taut ass cheeks into the shop that was a smorgasbord with women's apparel and heard a feminine voice with a distinctive French accent call, "Kelleee, you're looking wandeful...'ow can I 'elp you?" "Renee, I want you to meet my mate Crissy." "Chahming...'ello. Eees your seester, yes? " "Don't think so Renee, but I need some of your sewing magic for Crissy. I want you to create something I'm sure you've never made; but it will mean so much to us if you can. Interested?" "'Ave I ever failed you, cheri?" "Of course not...that's why we're here. Let's go to the fitting room and I'll explain what I want," and the three of us slipped through a doorway into a mirrored room on every wall with a pedestal in the center. Kelly directed me to stand on the small platform as she continued, "Crissy and I are the same exact size except for one minor difference," and she reached to the side snaps on my pants and began to pull them down. "Mon dieu," uttered Renee as my limp penis slowly came into her view. "Eet is non possibul what I zee." "It is not only possible, Renee, it is, take my word, definitely worth the while. But, Crissy can't wear any short skirts or dresses because the extra 'thing-y' won't be hidden, and that's where we need you and your imagination. We need you to create a 'concealer' of some kind. Everyone always asks you to maximize. We're asking you to invent the 'minimizer'. Can you do it?" "Anyting is possibul. Let me take some measurements and I'll try an idea or two while you shop a leetle. OK?" and Renee began measuring and making notes while I stood like a statue and Kelly headed back into the shop. A few minutes later I pulled up the pants and joined her as she asked, "See anything you can't live without?" "Other than you?" I said as I kissed the nape of her neck. "You are getting into this, aren't you? You're starting to feel what I knew, huh?" "Crazy isn't it...but you're right again, Kelly. I need your help, though, and your eye is better trained to see what would look right. You got any thoughts? "Honey, I'm thinking we should start from the foundation and work our way out. Let's start with bras over here. With the body doc gave you, you're not needing support, but modesty sometimes is important. Renee always stocks my size 'cause I'm one of her best customers so let's see what our choices are," and she went right to the rack for 40EE where was literally a rainbow of choices. "Here's nice white lace one that we could wear," as she held up to her mounds. "Like it?" Then we'll need a black one as well. Now, here's one I think you'll really like," and she pressed the black half bra to my melons. "Want to try it on?" "Right here?" "Sure...the only customers are other women and she almost never has walk-in customers since her prices are so high. Everything here is hand made and very expensive," Kelly explained as she pulled my top off. She slipped the straps over my arms and went behind me where she snapped the clasp after she shook each breast into the cup. Together we looked at the mirror in front of us and I was amazed at the transformation. I saw a very attractive sandy blonde with shortish hair and fabulous set of mammaries in a black lace half bra that didn't quite cover the aureoles that I knew was me. I knew that because I could feel the pull of the strap on my shoulder, the elastic band across my back and the cool support on my chest. My mirage moment was ended as I heard Kelly exclaim, "Absolutely perfect. I knew this was the one for you. You agree?" as cupped each breast with her warm hands. "Agreed...but let me leave it on as I have to confess that my top keeps tickling my tips and this bra will give me a respite," as I pulled the tee back on and over my first bra. Then I had a strange thought that my male eye liked the hint of support that was subtly traced at my shoulder and along the outline of my tits and an inner voice enjoyed causing that attraction. "I'll tell Renee we'll take both styles in white, black, pastel blue and a bright red and we'll worry about bottoms after she's done with her prototype, meanwhile, how about some casual things. They're over here," and we went to another corner in the store where Kelly started pulling various tops that appealed to her off their hangers and holding them up. She did the same with skirts and dresses making a large pile on the counter. "Now, we do need a few dressy things for our nights out on the town. I'm thinking we stay with the classics like a black sheath with a vee neck like this, and a white linen suit that works just about anytime. I'll tell Renee to use my dress form to make any alterations and that'll save us some time." From the back, Renee called, "Kellee...Crisseee...eet's ready," and we both headed for the fitting room. "I know zis weel do what you ask," and held up a black lace sort of panties looking thing that I didn't think had a chance. I moved back onto the platform and Kelly unbuttoned the pants and pulled them down along with her Lady Jockeys that didn't hold much, except my testes. I stepped into each opening and Renee pulled it up to my knees. "Crisseee...see the leeeetle pocket here," as she pointed into the crotch of the black lace. "You sleeep your, how she say, thing-y in there and poool eeet up. Then azzz your thing-y slides through, your odder thing-ys will be held here," and she pointed to what might have been bra cups. "Don worry about eeet tearing, I used lycra for the support and eeet could 'old up much more. OK?" I did as she asked and my limp prick slid through into the satiny pocket. As I pulled the panties further up, I could feel my flaccid meat slide further in and between my legs so that my cockhead was almost touching my ass. The elastic finally slipped over my hip as my balls slipped into the satin pockets and there was absolutely no evidence of my manliness as I looked at myself in the mirror. The apparent mons at my pubic crotch was actually my nuts in their padded pockets. Amazing! I had to see the full effect so I crossed my arms grabbing the fabric of the tee and in one quick motion removed my top. There I stood wearing my newly purchased lacy black bra and the matching low cut panties...a wet dream body with a secret compartment that contained my weapon of love. I leaned down and kissed Renee because she had just proven she was a magician, and Kelly kissed her other cheek. "You did it," Kelly chirped, "Only you could do it. It is exactly what I hoped. Make matching ones for each of the bras we've picked out and we'll come by later and pick it all up. Do some lowcuts and some vee cuts with high legs slits like Victoria's Secrets as well." "But non tongs, Kelleey, that not posssibul...to hide Crisseey ting-y you know? "Understand..Renee. Crissy, hon, let's get going. You want to wear something else home? "Sure...pick something out...but be careful since I'm wearing black undies." "Instead of looking like twins, we'll both change and look more like sisters...how's that? Let me get yours and Renee can write up the bill at the same time," and off she and Renee went. Renee came back and handed me the clothes as she told me, "Crisseee, you are very preety and I know you two weel be very 'appy people. I'm 'appy I could 'elp out." The navy blue sleeveless cropped top with a scooped neck and red piping went perfectly with the short red pleated cheerleader skirt and it all fit as if made specifically for my new shape. A new pair of roped sandals replaced the pool slip-ons and I stepped down and into the sales floor where Kelly greeted me, "You're looking delicious, hon." "You look good enough to eat as well," as I surveyed her outfit. Her top was the same except red with white piping and her nipples were peeking into the fabric while her skirt was a short pleated navy, similar but not identical..., just as she had promised. "Later, Renee, and thanks," Kelly shouted as we left. "Let's get something to eat 'cause I'm famished and then we'll stop by the mall for a few accessories," as we slipped back into her car. "Crissy, I gotta warn you that you'll have to sit with your knees together, otherwise leering males will try to catch a look at your panties...you know what I mean! And women, for some strange reason, smile whenever they make eye contact with someone else," and she lit the motor and we were off. More surprising than sitting with my knees together was the strange feeling of sitting on my buried manhood and that would take a bit of time to get accustomed to. Still, I was beginning to like my adjusted exterior and the number of heads that turned and looked at us as we drove along convinced me that Kelly had been right all along. *** My first day out as a woman in appearance was stimulating and great fun. Kelly and I giggled about nothing and smiled as we enjoyed each other's thoughts and ideas, but it was exhausting. After grabbing an early bite of dinner, we gathered the purchases at Renee's and headed back home to hang and store everything in the Guests' suite. I was completely worn out and figured a nice hot shower would hit the spot when I heard Kelly, "Crissy, wouldn't a hot shower feel good right now? We've done enough for one day." "My thought, exactly." "Good...my shower's got two heads so let's go," and two blonde headed skirts casually strolled down the hall with our arms each other's waist to her room. She pulled her top off freeing her delightful globes of flesh and slipped the skirt and her thong panties off as she headed to the bath. I lifted my top off but it took a bit of work to reach around and release the catch on the bra but finally I was successful. After peeling the skirt down, I eased my new panties down and happily saw everything was perfectly normal except the impeded view caused by my enlarged chest meat. By the time I got to the shower, Kelly had adjusted the water and was standing there, looking like a goddess with water cascading down across her tanned nude body. I joined her and relished the feeling of the water just pouring over my whole torso. Then I heard Kelly say, "Here's some soap with body lotion. You lather me up first and then I'll return the favor. Don't worry about my hair, I'll get to that later." This was an invitation I wouldn't refuse. She was offering me my first chance to fondle her beautiful body and I nodded my acceptance. I began at her slender neck and soaped each of her shoulders and arms. More soap and my hands gently cupped each of her melons and my thumbs 'accidentally' brushed over her nipples. I added more soap and lathered her sides and flat tummy and, after more soap reached around to her ass and her crack. Back across her pelvic bones and my hands slipped down the crease where her legs me her torso as her legs eased apart. I thought her breathing was a bit quicker but continued laving her tuft of pubic hair and her pouty pussy lips. I gently slipped a finger into her hole and heard, "Easy, Cris...you're just supposed to be washing me." My soapy hands slipped down both legs to her slender ankles and then I told her to turn around so I finish her back. I lathered her torso from top to bottom with only a few sporadic slips from her back to the sides of her mammaries and her puffy lips hiding her clit. During all this time, there wasn't any stirring in my groin and the whole experience seemed completely normal and ordinary. After rinsing, Kelly grabbed the bar between her hands and prepared to lather me. I just closed my eyes and absorbed the sensations as her smooth hands mirrored the path I had just traced on her. Her hands on my recently enhanced pecs was exciting, her gentle brushing across my nips caused a reaction in my nuts. Still, she continued down washing my sides and across my waist to the base of my flaccid member; then she began soaping my balls and the massaging action started to excite me. In the next seconds, she had wrapped my engorging and stiffening cock as she slowly started to jerk me off and I began imagining how I was going to enter her when I heard, "Not now, Crissy!" and my bubble was popped as was my libido. Kelly finished my legs, gently nudged me to turn and she finished my backside taking a little extra time with my newly rounded ass. The ending rinse was exhilarating and she'd already left and wrapped herself in a towel by the time I turned the water off. As I stepped out, she handed me a large bath towel with the initials' C.M. and told me, "I had these made special for you. They're extra wide so you're not 'peeking' through the bottom." As I started to wrap it around my waist, Kelly giggled and said, "Crissy, you can't do that..you've got to wrap it under your shoulders now and cover your boobs...you'll get used to it...I promise! And look in the mirror, you're completely covered," and she headed to the bedroom. I followed and she handed my a glass of wine saying, "A little toast to the first day of our new adventure...Cheers!. Now... let me take a look at my work," and she started to unwrap the fluffy towel. "Hold it, Kelly," I began, "I'm not just an object...and I don't want to feel like a spectator like our first night together when you insisted that I be passive. I haven't resisted any of your demands and have allowed you to do whatever you've wanted. But, I have to feel that I am a partner...if not 50/50 at least close to it." "Crissy, you dear, you're so right...you do have to participate...and I'm sorry that I've been so selfish," and she gently kissed my lips. "Apology accepted, partner!" "Now show me the new scrubbed clean you." "Ok...but one more thing...I've want to give as well as receive in this relationship. It has to flow between us...not be just a one way street ...OK?" "Deal...no more boss and worker...we're partners!" "Then you'll tear up our contract?" "That wasn't a contract, silly, that was a consent form for the doctor." "You little devil...come here and let me punish you for tricking me." "First, show me what you've got...tempt me...see if you tempt this little devil." I reached under my arm releasing the towel and I slowly unwrapped my body saying, "Take a look and I'll show you how my El Diablo can grow. Now it's your turn to tempt this devil. Show him the body that will wake him up," and I wrapped my hands around my semi soft prick and began to stroke it to life. Kelly peeled the white towel away exposing her perfectly formed body and came to me as she whispered, "I like doing this and I love what I'm looking at. Let me help wake him up," and she placed her hands on mine as they continued massaging my shaft to life. "You get that sleepy head up while I do some arousing of my own," and I placed her hands around my swelling member and began to fondle her tanned breasts. She began to twist and pull with more vigor as I manipulated her tits and her efforts were rewarded as my stiffening probe rose to her flushed pussy lips and nudged against her hidden clitoris. "Let's head to the bed, love, or you'll finish me off right here," she hissed in my ear and she slipped her tongue tip in as punctuation. Once on the bed, I ended up facing her glistening love gash that was dewy from her own wetness. I began retracing my exploration during our truck ride as my tongue ringed her cunt and up to the beginnings of her clit's extension until Kelly quietly said, "Partner...I want to give too...let me at El Diablo...we have a deal...," so I rotated into the classic 69 position with one slight alteration. My new mammaries were pushed into her thighs as I slathered her pussy and the nipples kept sending little jolts reminding me of their heightened sensitivity. Kelly had one hand wrapped around my veined love probe and she milking it like a cow as she mouthed the purplish knob. She was using her other hand to fondle my balls and she intermittently would run up the crack of my ass to my asshole as her melons rubbed against my inner thighs. Much more of this would leave us both a little unfulfilled so I eased off my tonguing and slowly moved off to my back her saying, "A little pause to refresh?" She smiled and let my cock slip from her lips and we layed there facing away from each other with our right arms delicately running each other's thighs. After a few moments, Kelly grabbed all the pillows and began stuffing behind me until I was almost sitting and she climbed onto my lower thighs facing me. "They're some things only you can do," as she lid my cock into her cunt," and some things I can do," as she squeezed her vaginal muscles around my buried meat; "but there's one thing we both now can do," and she gently placed my hands on her tits then cupped my milky globes with both her hands. She rubbed them as she slipped my tingling nips between her spread fingers and I matched each of her motions. I was experiencing sensations throughout by body...from the tips of my nips to the swollen head of my dick...everything was alive and tingling. Kelly must've been feeling the same ecstacy as her eyes were closed and her breathing was more rapid...her nipples had fully distended...her internal muscles kept massaging my hose as she swayed from side to side. She parted her lids and leaned forward; we kissed and began jousting with our tongues until we both released the mammaries and wrapped our arms around one another. Together we began mashing and rolling our breasts against each other as Kelly began short up and down strokes on my engorged dong. As her rhythm increased, she began longer strokes so that our globes were slapping as she nearly pulled me out and then slammed back all the way down to my root. Faster and faster as the friction of our fucking heated both of us to the moment when she dropped down and spread her hole as if she wanted to suck my balls in as well and nearly squeezed me breathless with her tightening arms and she screamed, "OOHHHH...YYEESSSS... YYEEEESSSSS ...CCUUUUMMM...CCRRIIIISSSSSYYY...CCCUUUUMMMM..." as her cavern gripped my heated probe. Instantly, my nuts twitched and a flood of semen coursed through my swollen prod to the tip where it filled her as we embraced...shivered ...twitched...then relaxed as the tension of our orgasms left. After minutes as my manhood started to return to a more normal length, Kelly said, "Don't slip out..I want to fall asleep with OUR special thing-y in his sleepy spot," and we rolled onto our sides and slept entwined. End of Part 2