She mashed them flat as if by pushing them back inshe might cure whatever had caused such grotesque protrusions. Itdidn't work. When she removed her...hands, her newly formed breastssimply popped back out, taking their natural form and size oncemore beneath her shirt. She was left without explanation to whathad happened to her and dark, surrealism swallowed her reality."Oh God," she whispered desperate for this nightmare to end and endfast.For Ben, it was an amazing thing to watch the dawning. As I enter the house I don’t’ see the repairman or my wife in the kitchen however the refrigerator door is open and it is disassembled with parts strewn about as well as tools.I assume that Wayne the repair guy is out at his truck and I go back to our master bedroom to change clothes. As I get to opening to the bedroom, I hear noises. It is moaning noises. I glance around and on the bed is my wife Karen she is nude with her legs wrapped around Wayne. He is fucking the hell out of her and she is. The yellow stockings and open crotch knickers contrasted superbly with her black skin and bush above her open snatch.She’d pulled the cups of her bra down under her tits, this made them stick out like fuckin’ rugby balls, her burger sized areola topped off with two inch long stalks looked fucking awesome.Andy was totally undressed as he moved towards her, his prick was sticking out in front of him like a truncheon.He rubbed his bell end on the inside of her thigh, making white snail trails with. He then took off her shoe and was rubbing herone foot and leg while she put her other foot in his lap masagging his cock with it. We were sitting at a table with no tablecloth so any one could see what was going on. The guy at the next table over was glued to the action as Dave was rubbing away at my wifes foot. This went on for about 5 more minutes or so then Dave we had to stop or he was going to make a mess in his pants. We paid the bil then went back to the bar. It was pretty crowded but.