She isnt moving until she cums and cums hard. Suits me. I can feel her juices running around my throat as I flick my tongue on her clit and slip two f...ngers inside her pussy. Gently I press the forefinger of my other hand against her arse feeling it open slightly allowing just the very tip of my finger to enter her. She moans again. "Oh yes!" she whispers. I dont think she likes admitting outside the moment that this feels good, but it certainly sounds like it inside the moment. . She was definitely getting into it, but as soon as she realized it wasn't going to get any better, she rolled forward off my dick and to her belly. She was hungry for cock and wanted it her way. I went to follow her but was immediately thrown to my back and before I knew it, she had lowered herself on top of me balls deep. She immediately began bouncing up and down as hard and fast as she could. She was coming down with so much force that I swear to God once of us was going to break a hip. I. Instead, all I found were different colored bras. How did thishappen?Seeing no option, I picked out a plain white one and put it on. Itcomforted my new breasts and I walked into my closet to see what elsemy have changed. I found my usual collection of shirts, ties, andslacks. I decided on a polo shirt and slacks, picked out a matchingbelt and laid them on the bed. I got a dark pair of socks and pulledout my black shoes and got dressed.I finished fastening my belt and looked in the full-length. No one would imagine this was the same woman who just a few hours earlier had passed out while trying to take on a monster black cock. Her pussy was still gaping open as she dressed this morning.Church went well. We sat and sang and prayed and listened to a sermon about some sort of sin. We stuck around long enough to be sociable, but then headed home. The ham and potatoes were in the oven, ready to go. I cheated and bought a couple of pies from a local housewife who sells pies on the side. I.