Each of Rob's thrusts was met by one of Kerri's. I was holding my wife up by her arms as our friend continued fucking her from behind. It wasn't long ...efore my wife's orgasm joined with our friend Rob's as she took each of his thrusts while he pumped her pussy full of cum. Kerri straightened up and gave me a long slow kiss; I could taste my own cum on her lips. Turning toward Rob she pressed her body close to his and began kissing him very passionately. Pressing against my wife's back I slipped. Mummy, Andy never used the word mummy, but the sound of this thrilled Carol intensely. Mummy, he said again, I think Im going to wet myself again. I feel funny inside again like I did before. Ok, said Carol, It was bound to happen, you just relax and let it go. Mum, Andy said again, can I do it on your tights please? He felt really nervous asking this question but had figured in his young mind that as they had gone this far, he had nothing to lose now by asking. Both mother and son were excited. Her tummy gave a little flutter as she made her way to the table. "I recognised you from earlier and realised that you needed a table, I have only just sat and would love some company if you would care to join me," He said in that sexy accented voice of his. Jenn thanked him and she sat opposite him. Close up, she saw that his eyes were a blue/gray that sparkled with humour and intellect. She felt a little tongue tied to begin with but soon began to relax, glad that she had dressed up. The fact. Maybe not get on with my life but ready to get out of bed. I had no idea how my new body felt. It was time to try to get out of bed. It was much harder than what I had anticipated. Dr. Brooks reminded me that I had been in bed motionless for almost a month. It would be natural for there to be some muscle wastage and I had probably had some lost some weight too. I did get raised up on the side of the bed. I did it on my own. As I sat up it became all the more obvious to me that I had breasts..
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