Arran twisted and tugged, fingered and fucked ever inch of her new body, riding orgasm after orgasm for what felt like hours, but probably wasn't event that. There's no way she could be considered an expert in the female body after a few hours, but when Arran did get back to his original form, he'd be much more popular with the ladies.<br/><br/>She tried to fall asleep, but her body wouldn't stop signaling its desire. Her clothes had gone during the marathon masturbation session, but the covers weren't playing nice with her skin either. In the end, Arran just lay on top of the bed, one hand still cupped around her mons, shifting slightly in the girl-cum and dried jizz.