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Transitions V by Desiree Pleasence Chapter 10 - Memories Mmm, what a dream. I'm lying here on my back, still half asleep. The dream was wild! Sherri had discovered my secret desire to live as a woman. Instead of being upset, she had forced my hand. In the dream, she had taken me down to a salon and I had been given a total makeover. I looked beautiful. I had been initiated into something called "The Sisterhood", the initiation consisting of over a dozen women, some of them with cocks, going down on me. I had swallowed the cum of one of the special women after sharing it with Sherri. I had impaled myself on the cock of our neighbor Tom. I had sucked the cocks of two other neighbors while I was at it. All while their wives and Sherri looked on. Finally, Sherri had taken me in for breast implants and other cosmetic enhancements. I have to come out to Sherri. I'm tired of living a lie. I'm content with my place in life but I'm not really happy. But how do I go about it? Maybe I should test the waters a bit here and now. See how Sherri reacts. My eyes still closed, I murmur, "Mmm, what a crazy dream." Sherri, already awake and cuddled in my arm, responds, "Tell me, baby." I couldn't possibly tell her all of it. I decide to just mention the conclusion. "Well, you had me get breast implants. Wild, huh?" "Sure is. It sounds like it was a pretty wild dream, honey." She starts nuzzling my neck. "Don't worry, baby, it was just a dream." She nuzzles my neck some more. "A dream come true, that is, Barbie Doll." What!? What did she just say? Startled, I open my eyes. "What the fuck!" I practically shout. Staring me in the face are two giant breasts encased in a beautiful black bra. My giant breasts! Lying back in the bed, I can't even see my feet over them. "Nice, aren't they? Do you like them? I sure do." It all comes flooding back to me. It wasn't a dream. It was memories! I feel groggy, in a daze. "Don't worry, honey, you're still a bit loopy from all the sedatives Dr. Jones gave you for the procedure. Well, do you like them?" "Yes, Sherri, I do." "Barbie, what's wrong? You seem so hesitant or nervous or something. What is it, darling?" She turns a little, drapes her arm across my stomach and starts licking and kissing my neck. "I guess I'm in shock or something. I can't believe this is happening. Are you really okay with this?" "Not only I'm okay with this, I'm in love with this, Barbie. Wait, hold on a sec." She turns away from me, reaches for the night stand. She turns back and is fiddling with her cell phone. "Here, watch this. I must have watched it a two dozen times while you've been out of it. You haven't seen it yet. It's fantastic! I cum every time I watch it." She rests the cell phone in a standing position, resting on my breasts. My breasts. I'm still having difficulty wrapping my mind around that concept. She presses "Play." The video from last night starts playing. No, not last night. It has to be the night before last. Wow, I feel like I've lost time. Yesterday is a hazy blur. A beautiful babe struts into frame, announces "Okay everybody, it's show time" before sexily lighting up a 120mm cigarette, taking a drag and exhaling the smoke. Damn. She's hot. Then it dawns on me that it's me. Wow. I remember what happens next. Sherri presses the "Pause" icon on the phone. I turn to her. "Sherri, are you really okay with this?" "Am I okay with this? Here, you tell me." She takes my hand and brings it to her crotch. In the process, I admire our long painted nails intertwined with each other. Being careful not to scratch her, I stretch out two fingers and bring them to her vagina. Damn! She's sopping wet! I haven't touched her there. She hasn't touched herself there. Yet she is dripping wet. Well, yes, she seems okay with it. It's hard to argue with a sopping wet pussy. That can't be faked, she's really turned on. She grabs the phone. "This deserves to be on the big screen. Hold on." She turns on the TV. It's already tuned to HDMI 2, the input for streaming from our phones. She fiddles with the phone. The image of the sexy babe...I have to stop referring to myself in the third person...an image of me exhaling a cloud of smoke fills the screen of the 55" TV that is mounted on the wall across from the foot of our bed. I'm glad we mounted it high, I can actually see it over my huge breasts. Wait. I thought I was getting "C" cups. These aren't "C" cups I'm peering over. "Sherri, what size breasts do I have?" She giggles. Oh oh. "Honey, you were so adorable yesterday. After your sedatives had kicked in and Dr. Jones said she was proceeding with 'C' cups you got, well, quite petulant. You started going on about wanting huge fuckable titties. Big bimbo titties. Big tits like a real slut has." Then you said, "I want titties like these," before you grabbed her breasts. I think you really pissed her off, calling her a bimbo and a slut. She said, "You want huge bimbo slut titties? I'll give you huge bimbo slut titties, you little bitch." "But, you know, I think it was more than that she was angry. She seemed to like it, too. She had a real evil expression on her face and it looked like she enjoyed it. I think she was aroused. Methinks the fine doctor may have a sadistic streak." "But anyway... It was a real struggle, but after a lot of effort and stretching, she managed to squeeze some nice triple 'D's in you. And my god, with that high profile model and all your breast pumping, you may even have quadruple 'D's. They shouldn't stand out to much - as long as you're hanging out with Dolly Parton." "Oh, by the way... Since YOU selected such big implants, Dr. Jones had to squeeze them right up against each other to fit them on your narrow frame. Even then, they're protruding off to your sides as well. The benefit being is that your tits and cleavage will be nice and tight. You'll be able to lay back and let your partners fuck them without you having to press them together. Your hands will be free to do other things, like enjoying a smoke while you're getting fucked." "They're fantastic, Barbie. I love them. It was difficult not to jump your bones last night. I can't wait to get my hands and mouth on them." Oh fuck! Triple D's? What have I fucking done? They're huge! "Barbie, get that look of terror off your face. You can't fool me." She reaches over and strokes my hard penis, saying "Don't lie to me, you're as excited as fuck." I feel, but can't see, precum oozing out of my cock. She brings her dripping finger to my lips. I wrap my lips around her finger and suck it off as if her finger were a little cock. Sherri presses "Play" on the phone and we return our gaze to the screen. It might have taken my mind off of my huge tits if they weren't right there in my face as I peer over them to look at the screen. The images of me greedily sucking on Tom's cock greet me. Yes, I was definitely enjoying it. I can see it on my face and in my eyes. My god, the close-up of Tom's cock pointing right at my asshole is so hot. Hey, I have a pretty nice ass, if I do say myself. I've never seen it from that angle before. My ass lowers and the head of Tom's cock slides right in. In one smooth stroke, the entire shaft is swallowed by my beautiful ass. We continue to watch. There I am grinding my ass onto Tom. Yes, I'm definitely enjoying myself. I feel more precum ooze out of my slit. Sherri slurps it off her finger. There I am, in all my glory, stroking and sucking on Bruce and David's cocks. Tom is pounding me with all his might before he cums in me. Now I have the heads of two cocks in my mouth. Cum is overflowing my mouth and dripping on my chin. I experience an out-of-body feeling. My face on the screen turns to me. My open mouth is totally filled with cum. My tongue is spreading it over my lips. I'm swallowing it. I turn and give Tom a huge cummy kiss. Interesting. No hint of revulsion on Tom's face. He's enjoying it. I wonder. Has Elaine been feeding him his own cum? Has he ever taken it straight from the spigot? I'm looking forward to finding out. There I am on the screen. My head is tossed back. My beautiful hair is falling down my back. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs. Hot! The image on the screen jumps around before settling at the table on the deck. Images of Shelby and Elaine fill the screen. Their skirts are pulled up over their waists. Their legs are spread, displaying smooth hairless pussies. Interesting. Elaine has large labia. They look like butterfly wings. On the other hand, Shelby's are thin and narrow. Regardless, they're sitting there fingering each other, rubbing each other's clits. Britany is kind of sitting off to the side by herself, a stunned look on her face. I guess she's uptight, like her husband David. Maybe I shouldn't be too judgmental about David. He was, after all, cool enough to stick his cock in my mouth, feel it rubbing against Bruce's cock and feed me a load of his cum. I take another look at the screen. There's no doubt about it. Britany's legs are spread and her panties are soaked. Maybe there's hope. Sherri's voice comes out of the speakers. "Hey, Elaine, get over her and take over, will ya?" "Can't you tell I'm kind of busy over here, Sherri?" Despite the reluctant expression on her face, she comes over. Her hand reaches out and takes the phone. She brings it up to her face, taking a video selfie, and speaks. "Hey, Barbie. That was amazing. I really didn't think you'd pull it off but what can I say but 'WOW! But do me a favor, will you? Don't steal my man, you slut. I'll let you borrow him once in a while but, remember, he's mine." Then, in a whisper, "We're going to have to see if we can get Tom to suck your cock." Then back to a normal volume. "Love ya, Barbie. You're my kind of bitch!" She closes with an air kiss. Elaine turns the camera back to the action. Unbelievable. There's Sherri, crouched down on her heels, looking at cum leaking out of my ass around Tom's cock. She sticks out her tongue and leans in. Oh my god, she's licking my asshole, Tom's cock and Tom's cum at the same time. I lift myself off of Tom. Sherri is tonguing my asshole, licking up every drop of Tom's cum as it oozes out of my asshole. When the fountain stops flowing, she actually sticks her tongue into my gaping asshole, probing for more. She pulls her tongue out. I let out a little wet sounding fart. A generous amount of cum falls onto her tongue. She stands up, Elaine backing up as she does. Sherri gently clasps her hands around the back of my jaw, her lovely nails reaching behind my ears. Her tongue is sticking out, covered in Tom's cum, like an offering. I lean in and suck it off of her tongue. She moans, "I love you, Barbie." "I love you, too, Sherri." The video ends. The screen goes blank. I'm stunned. That was So. Fucking. Hot! I turn to look at Sherri, who is lying beside me. Her hand is stroking her slit and her clit so fast that her hand is a blur. She's moaning. She's shaking. She's cumming. Oh my god, how she is cumming. Her juices are squirting out of her, spraying her thighs and knees. She's using her fingers to direct the spray back and forth. The sheets, from her crotch to her knees, are soaking wet. It's amazing. Yeah, she's definitely okay with all this. You know what? So am I. I am most definitely okay with it. Chapter 11 - Back to Earth Sherri, sated for now, scoots up and lays her head on my chest, for all intents and purposes purring. She is so wonderful. She knew I would be freaked out when I awoke to my new reality. She knew just what it would take to bring me to accept, no embrace, it. By playing my little show for me and demonstrating how much she enjoyed it, she had accomplished her goal. She had given me just what I needed. I am, once again, thrilled and excited by what had transpired and am looking forward to the enticing possibilities ahead. While I'm thinking, I'm looking at my breasts. They look angry. They look swollen. They hurt. It isn't a foreign feeling. It reminds me of the times I have gotten carried away with my breast pump. My skin looks taut. As well it should, given how much Dr. Jones must have had to stretch it to squeeze those implants in. They're so swollen and tight, I imagine that if anyone pricked one with a pin either it would explode or I would go flying across the room like an untied balloon released from someone's hand. I giggle at the mental image of myself flying through the air as my breast deflates. "Okay, Miss Giggles, here's the game plan. You're on light duty for the time being. Today, you're going to be a pampered lady of luxury lounging in her boudoir all day. You can get up to shower, go to the toilet and such. Most of gang has already reached out and are eager to see the new you." My mind interrupts her. She said, "Most." I bet it is David and Britany who haven't reached out. My mind returns to what Sherri is saying. "I told Tom and Elaine to come over around 4 o'clock. Bruce and Shelby are coming over around 5. That'll give us plenty of time to relax and make ourselves beautiful for them." "Tomorrow, I need to tend to our clients. We've received a number of showing requests for our listings from other agents and I don't want us to let our clients down by not showing up to promote their properties, like we promise to do. I also need to attend the closing for the Jomsky listing. It's going to be a pretty full day. While I'm working, Heather and Gillian will come over in shifts to keep you company and to assist as needed. Don't reject them if they want to get naughty, you'll hurt their feelings. I certainly don't mind, other than not being able to be here." "However, I also want you to start a mental plan of attack for the coming weeks. There are technicalities that need to be addressed. You need to form a business plan to start Transitions Realty. I don't want to go into that today and I've already given both matters plenty of thought. We'll compare notes tomorrow evening. I also want you to give some thought to your social media footprint." "Now, as for Friday, that's a big day. Gillian, Renee, Heather and I will be conveniently occupied. They're pretending that they need to attend a trade show in Miami. We'll actually just be having a girls' day. Shopping, lunch, maybe a movie or the beach. The real objective is to put you together with Kandy. Gillian has a real mess on her hands. A mess of her own making, sadly. Her intentions were good but her execution was lousy. She said she'd fill you in tomorrow. I want you to assess the situation and see if there's anything you can do to help her. Remember, you promised her." Yes, I remember. I also remember Kandy's adoring look while she was going down on me. This is going to be a fine line to walk. I may have to suppress my own desires and motives. They may conflict with what's best for Kandy. We'll see. It depends on what I learn tomorrow. Perhaps there won?t be a conflict at all. Sherri, having given me time to ponder and sensing that I have returned to the present, continues. As in an afterthought, ?Oh, by the way, Sherri and Tom were kind enough to take your car down to the shop yesterday for its routine maintenance and 20,000 mile checkup. It turns out that the dealer is a bit backed up. I told them not to worry, that a Saturday pickup would be fine. I just figured this would be a good time with you being out of commission and all. I hope you don?t mind.? Mind? I hate dealing with crap like that. I?m so lucky to have such an attentive wife and such good friends. ?Now, let?s check these puppies out, baby!? She jumps out of bed. I spring up as her weight leaves the bed. My tits start to jiggle. Ouch, that hurts! She grabs my hands, pulling me to a sitting position as I swing my legs over the side of the bed. Even with her assistance, I can tell that it?s taking me a lot more effort to sit up. Damn, these things are heavy. As I sit up, I feel the bra straps cutting into my shoulder. The shifting weight of my breasts as gravity kicks in is stretching my chest painfully. Ouch again. It reminds me of having a sun burn, like the time I fell asleep in the sun and burned the backs of my legs. The stretching of the skin when I did something as minor as bending my feet had been awful. Trying to walk had been pure agony. That?s what my chest felt like. Gradually, the pain subsides to discomfort as the stretching reaches its climax and ceases. I reach out to the nightstand to grab a cigarette. As I extend my arm, my bicep hits the side of my breast, pushing it up and forward. Ouch! To prevent having to do it again, I pick up the pack and my lighter at the same time. I try to bring them to me by simply bending my elbow as I always do. Instead of being right In front of me, they?re kind of off to the side. And the action presses my bicep against my left breast again. I realize that my range of motion is drastically altered. I point by elbow out to the side a bit. Now I can hold the pack out in front of me where my right hand can reach them. Using my right hand, I flip open the lid of the pack, my eyes looking down at my breasts. Damn. Every single motion I make with my hands or arms is pushing my breasts around. Right now, they?re being pressed against each other, further emphasizing and accentuating the already cavernous cleavage between them. Mmmm, this feels good. Every motion is massaging my breasts. How will I ever get anything done? The simplest movements are turning me on. I start to raise the cigarette to my lips. Ouch. My forearm has hit my nipple and it hurts, too. I adjust my strategy accordingly. In a fluid motion, I lift my hand both up and around by breast. I?m still rubbing it and moving it around but at least I get my hand up to my shoulder. Every time I do this, I?ll be waving my arm and hand around and it will be moving my breast around, too. They sure didn?t discuss this example in science class but Newton?s Laws of Physics definitely applies here: for every action, there will be an opposite and equal reaction. And the way I?m moving my arms and hands around, the way it causes my breasts to react, I might as well be yelling ?Hey, look at my tits!? What the hell. I say it. ?Hey, look at my tits.? Sherri answers, ?I AM looking at your tits, sexy.? Emboldened, I stretch my right arm across my front to set down the pack of cigarettes. Keeping the lighter in my hand, I bring it back. Yep, my breasts are moving around with every action. Getting into it, I scrunch my shoulders together. My tits press together and stick out a little more. I relax my shoulders. My tits rebound to their sitting position and jiggle around a bit, like Jello. I do it a few more times, pressing my biceps against my breasts, forcing them together and out. I?m loving it. ?Hey, Barbie. Stop that. Light duty, remember?? Feeling dejected, I stop. For now, anyway. But I know that in the future I?ll be doing this on purpose. Yeah, that?s right. Look at my tits. It?s just the kind of girl I am. I raise the lighter up and around my right breast, making sure to make plenty of contact in the process. I raise the cigarette to my lips. Sherri takes the lighter from my hand. ?Allow me, milady.? As I exhale, Sherri, still standing unties the sash of her short robe. In a dramatic fashion, she opens the robe wide. ?Hey! Look at MY tits!? ?Oh my god, Sherri. You got implants, too?? ?Yeppers, baby. Like I said, with you around, I?m going to have to up my game. I only went up one size, to a ?D? cup. What do you think?? ?I love them, baby. Nice and full. I love the way they?re sticking out. You went for the ultra high profile ones, too, right?? ?I sure did. Here, have a better look.? She reaches behind herself and unclasps her bra. After she slips out of it, she thrusts her chest out and shakes side to side. Mmm, yummy. ?Sherri, even your nipples are bigger. They?re huge.? ?That?s right, baby. Now it?s your turn, Barbie. Show me what you?ve got.? I start reaching behind me but it hurts too much. ?No, no, no, let me.? She leans forward, her breasts laying on mine. Oh, that feels good! She reaches behind me and unclasps my bra. I cross my arms, bringing my hands to their opposite shoulders, pressing my breasts together. It hurts. But it also feels good. And, oh, how it looks. I pull my bra straps down my arms and place the bra on the bed. ?Holy fuck, look at my nipples!? With all the stretching, my areola must be two inches in diameter. Protruding from their centers are two huge nipples. They must be half an inch wide. They must be sticking out an inch! And they?re full and swollen, protruding from my breast. I feel precum oozing from my cock. Waste not, want not. I reach down, my index finger extended. As it goes around my breast, it looks like I?m drawing a question mark in the air. I scoop up my nectar and reverse the motion, drawing a question mark from the bottom up, fluid coating and dangling from my finger. I suck it into my mouth and moan. My mouth! It?s tender, too. I had forgotten that Dr. Jones was going to plump my lips. In my excitement over by gorgeous breasts, the tenderness hadn?t even registered when Sherri lit my cigarette. Oh my god, they feel huge. Thinking back, I realize it had felt like I was puckering my lips even when they were in a resting position. I continue sucking on my finger even though my juices are long gone. ?Mmm, that?s hot, Barbie. I?m glad you like your new nipples, too. I had to save at least one surprise for today. They?re pumped full of filler. Dr. Jones was amazed by how much filler they could accommodate. She chalked it up to your breast pump. When we got home, I went through the rest of your stuff and found your nipple pump. Great planning, girlfriend.? ?As for those slutty nipples of yours, I fear they will be impossible to hide. Unless you wear a padded bra, but I know you?re not that kind of girl. No matter what you wear, your nipples are going to be sticking out like laser pointers. You?ll look like you?re horny and down to fuck. Mmm, I?m getting wet just thinking about it, Barbie. You?re such a sexy woman, baby.? ?Hey, Barbie, I?ve got an idea. Let?s introduce our nipples to each other. Stand up for me, baby.? I press my hands to the mattress at my sides. Pulling my elbows in closer, my breasts are again squeezed together. I push. I have to push harder than I?m accustomed to. Wow, these massive breasts are heavy. I persevere and lift my ass of the mattress. As I?m leaning forward, my massive breasts pull my torso down and forward. I really have to put my back into it to right myself. I hope I don?t regret getting such lovely large breasts. My back will definitely be getting a workout. Finally, I manage to stand. The sheer weight of my boobs almost causes me to topple forward. I wonder how long I can get away with pretending to topple forward. I?m envisioning doing it on purpose just so I can rub my breasts up against people. I realize I can get away with it for as long as I like. Even if they know it?s on purpose, who will ever object to me grinding my breasts against them? Sherri giggles and pushes back on my shoulders. ?I?m sure you?ll work things out, baby. Now stand there for me.? She takes her hands off of my shoulders. There is no contact between us. She moves in. She brushes her nipples against mine. The feeling is electric. I involuntarily squeeze my elbows into my side. This pushes my breasts out, pressing my nipples into Sherri?s. She starts rocking her breasts side to side, raking her nipples over mine. I feel my nipples resisting until they yield to the pressure of Sherri?s nipples and flex a bit to let hers pass. The tips of her nipples brush over mine, then I feel the pressure on the other side of my nipples. Back and forth. Back and forth. I?m breathing rapidly. So is Sherri. It?s obvious she?s enjoying this as much as me. Before long, we?re both panting and short of breath. It?s so crazy. As long as we?ve been together, as many times as we?ve made love, I?ve never felt as close to her as I do right now. Just by her brushing our nipples together. Two lesbian lovers greeting each other by rubbing their nipples, like Eskimo?s rub noses. ?Hey, Barbie?? ?Yes, darling?? ?I think they like each other.? ?Yes, you?re right, I think they do.? I reach out and pull her to me. Our breasts push against each other. With the new buffer between us, I have to push my pelvis in further than usual and lean back a bit to feel her loins against mine. We just stand there kissing and rubbing our breasts together for several minutes. She pulls back, still panting. ?Barbie, we?d better put our bras back on before we break our stiches, darling. I?ve got an idea, let?s hook each other up.? She reaches down, picks up her bra and slides the shoulder straps up her arms. She hands me my bra. I slide the straps up, admiring the way my breasts respond to the actions. We press our breasts together and wrap our arms around each other. We?re having difficulties reaching the straps together with our large breasts keeping us apart. We press them together harder. I feel her working my hook and eye clasps together. Is it wrong that I?m pretending to have difficulties clasping her bra so I can enjoy the sensations coursing through my nipples and body longer? No, it isn?t. Nothing that feels this good can be wrong, I decide. Sherri reaches over, grabs a pillow and places it strategically just past the center of the bed. She pushes me back against the edge of the bed. As she pushes me down into a sitting position she commands, ?On your back, wench!? I get the clue. I lean back to lay my head on the pillow. Yes, my back is going to working overtime. It took effort to maintain control, to not let gravity pull me down ungracefully. She climbs onto the bed, straddling me. She reaches behind her to position my erect cock. I feel it slide into her wet tunnel of love. Tunnel of love #1, that is. Her vagina. Disappointment clear on my face and in the tone of my voice, I lament ?Sherri, I can?t see me entering you These massive breasts block the view.? ?Don?t worry, honey, I have a solution to that.? ?Really?? Hope and excitement back in my voice. ?I sure do. I can?t wait for you to see another cock fucking me. I want you to see it up close and personal.? A pang of jealousy stings my mind. Another cock fucking my wife?? Then reason prevails. Why not? She?s seen someone else?s cock fucking me. She?s seen me suck two, no three, no four cocks: Heather, Tom, Bruce & David?s. She licked my pussy to clean another partner?s cum out of it. She volunteered that it?s okay to fool around with Heather, Renee and Elaine. It isn?t an act of domination, submission, humiliation, punishment or cuckolding. It?s a beautiful act of sharing. A heartfelt desire for your partner to experience joy and pleasure. A willingness, no a desire to be, part of it. To share in their joy. It?s an act of love. Besides: Fair?s fair, after all. The irony strikes me like a brick. In all my fantasies of revealing my true nature to Sherri, the best case scenario was her allowing me to rise to the heights of decadent pleasure. I?d had to persuade her accept it. To cajole her into letting me be me. Never once had I imagined that her libido would outpace mine. That she would take me to heights of depravity that my mind was seemingly incapable of conjuring. That she would take the lead, envisioning lascivious scenarios I hadn?t even contemplated. And envisioning them I am. Envisioning myself tonguing the shaft of a cock as it plunges in and out of my wife?s pussy. Tasting the mixture of her juices and another cock?s precum. Too funny. My jealousy sure didn?t last long. It has rapidly transformed to desire. Now I?m looking forward to it happening. She stretches her arms out straight and places her palms on the bed beside my breasts. Her forearms are pushing them together. They are jiggling and quivering. The feeling is unimaginable. Her breasts are rubbing against mine as her pelvis rocks on mine. My cock is sliding through her velvety wet warmth. She?s looking in my eyes. ?Oh, Barbie, I can?t wait to feel your tongue on my asshole, taint and pussy as another cock is fucking me. I?m so fucking hot. At this point, I wouldn?t care whose cock it is. Maybe Tom. Maybe Heather.? ?Yes, our first should be another special woman like you. I want to feel her ejaculating in me, knowing that it is a beautiful woman. I want to feel you licking up the cum as it leaks out around her cock while it?s still in me. I want to lift myself off of it and smother your face with my cum filled pussy. I want to feel your tongue cleaning out every last drop, bathing my clit with the cum on your tongue. She seems to have an epiphany. ?No, not Heather. Bring me Kandy! She?s still a virgin. She?s only 16. I bet she?s full of cum. I bet she shoots it so, so hard. It?s so wrong. It?s so decadent. It?s so right. I bet she?ll get it back up and fuck you, too. She?ll last a long time the second time. Who knows how long she?ll be able to pound your ass.? ?I can see it now. You laying on your back. Me sitting on your face. My pussy and clit grinding against your full lips. Your tongue lickling my slit and clit. My ass resting on your beautiful breasts. I feel her climbing on top of us. Her cock sliding between your breasts into my pussy from behind. You licking up every drop of her and me. It will be so beautiful.? ?Yes, Barbie. Teach Kandy the joy of being a woman. Bring her eager and willing to our bed. Let me be her first fuck. We?ll teach her the joys of womanhood together. Bring me Kandy, a beautiful sacrificial virgin. You?ll do that for me, won?t you, love of my life? For me? Please?? I look her straight in the eyes. ?Yes, my love, I will.? Conflicts of interest be damned. I want to fulfill my love?s carnal desires. I want it for myself, too. Besides, if Kandy wants to screw the love of my life while I lick up their overflowing juices, there is no conflict. Right? Sherri orgasms, screaming, ?Oh Barbie,? at the top of her lungs.