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A new swelling drew her attention downward. She was suddenly hyper-aware of her pussy, as she felt it moisten with arousal. Her pants began to feel even more crowded, as her labia puffed up a bit fuller than they should have. Her breathing quickened, and she felt herself flush slightly as her pussy began to beg for her attention.As the change moved back up her body, she felt her hair lengthen and her face tighten, and knew that her complexion had cleared. Finally, inevitably, she felt her head fog slightly, and while fighting to clear it she was suddenly hit by an even stronger surge of arousal. Overcome with need, she fought her zipper down, ripped her panties aside, and shuddered at just how good touching herself felt. She groped her new tits and squeezed her sensitive nipples with her left hand as she worked the fingers on her right in and out of her greedy pussy. In her hypersensitive state it didn’t take her long to climax from the stimulation, and she collapsed backward into her. Mrs. Jenkins turned to Mr. Jenkins and said that she would take me home and pay me. I smiled and waiting for Mrs. Jenkins to begin walking out. We got in the car and she grabbed my bulge through my jeans. She asked if anyone was home. I said that my mom would be asleep and my brother is out with some friends. She said alright, well your room is downstairs right? I said yes and smiled at her, knowing what she was thinking. After the first turn we ran into a red light. She told me to slide down my jeans and boxers. I did so without hesitating. She began stroking me and massaging her own breast. The light turned green very quickly and I saw Mrs. Jenkins focusing on the road. I leaned over and pulled one arm strap of her dress and bra down. I then leaned even farther over her, kissed her neck, and pulled the other side down. I stayed in that position and began kissing her neck and massaging her breasts. I kissed my way down to her left breast and began sucking on her nipple and playing.
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