It seemed thathis manhood no longer pressed thrillingly against the bloomers but rathera different, moist needy void had replaced it.The spare room se...med to have changed into a fussy, frill bedeckedbedroom. Out of the window he noted that cars parked in the rainsweptstreet were much older styles than normal and he determined to go outsideto investigate further. He checked the wardrobe which had appeared in thenew decor looking for a suitable coat to wear, hanging up were manydresses, coats and. “Play with those beautiful tits for me baby. Pinch your nipples.” She started squeezing her tits together, “Do you like my tits?” She asked throatily. “Yeah, baby, I do, who have you showed them too?” “Well, nobody but Steven.” “That’s not very slutty,” I said, “we’ll fix that.” I picked one of her feet off my shoulder and started kissing and sucking her toes, I had to taste them. She squealed a little but made no move to stop me. “That tickles, I love it.” She cooed. I kissed and. What did you say?”“I said, would it be OK with you if you slept on the couch tonight. You see, we forgot we had invited this other couple over tonight and they’ll be in the guest bedroom.”“Oh sure! No problem!”My mind took off on another vast leap into fantasy land, but it returned in a rush when I looked across and saw her lift the front of her skirt off her lap and start flapping it.“So humid, isn’t it? I can’t stand this weather.”She dropped her skirt high on her thighs.“Look, no bikini. I walked over to a corner booth and sat down, I couldn't help but stare at her as she waited in line. She wore a dark blue, long sleeve button up shirt, and dark blue jeans, she always liked matching her clothes. She was a little larger then before... Her butt defiantly looked bigger then I remembered, and her now double-D cup breasts were almost ready to pop a few of her shirt buttons out.After she received her drink, she walked over toward me and sat down, we smiled as I asked her what was.