People exited the hotel door again, perhaps some fifty feet away. They lingered, talking, smoking, clearly visible to us as we were to them, except fo... the bar hiding our lower halves. They distracted you, and my hand was now between your legs again, opening your lips again, two fingers back inside you, slowly starting a rhythm. Your juices began to flow again, my fingers teasing, drawing them from you. As you got wetter, I slid my fingers out and began to massage them into your clit, teasing. Chan was trying to correct the errors, buzzing all the while. Margaret's bottom returned to her original shape, and her feet were again feet. She still had massive shoulders with those DD breasts still in place. Her arms and hands were again her own, whilst Graham now had long slender hands with long fingernails. His body was reshaping and he now had his old shape, but with her vagina still there. He looked just like Graham, but with one difference.Margaret however looked like a circus act. She. ”“You got a deal ... you got anything to wear wading?”“Yeah, I putt some short-shorts on under these, so I’d have dry clothes to wear back. I got another, smaller shirt under this one too, for the same reason. I forgot to bring shoes. I’ll have to go bare foot.”“No you won’t, I brought my old flip-flops. You know you can wear any size of them, just hook your toes on them and go.”“I’m gonna take all this off, so don’t think I’m stripping in front of you. I do have clothes on under these,” She. I was spreading my legs as wide as I could to open myself up for him. I was shameless. I knew I was going to cum if he continued stimulating me this way.I was arching my hips up and grinding my pussy into his mouth and jaw. In the throes of my pending orgasm, I had completely forgotten about my husband who was stroking his own erection while sitting in a chair in the corner. I felt like a puppet and Don was pulling all my strings. He was getting me to react in ways I did not know were.