Once the influx of information slowed down I felt my mind being transmitted into that boys’ body.From silence I was transitioned instantly to shriek...ng, shouting and terrible pain... Just as my mind slipped inside the head of the dead boy, I thought I caught a glimpse of a soul slipping away ... Instinctively I knew he was far better off than he was in the life he led prior to his death.I knew that I’d died in Michael’s body, back in Acapulco. Like one other time when I changed bodies, the. I told him I honestly didn't know because I'd never taken anything so big before. He started running it across my hole, telling me that I had to keep my hands on my arse and I agreed. Soon I was dying to feel it in me and I begged him to tease me with it until I could try to take it all. I constantly sniffed the open bottle of poppers as deep as I could and felt my hole relaxing by the second. Soon I begged him to put it in me but he continued using only the tip to tease me, making me tell him. "Pleasing you," she said simply, leaning over and kissing his cheek."I don't remember you saying you've done any of those things before, have you?" You mean the kinky stuff, no, I've never done anything like that." How do you feel about what I got you to do?" I loved it, every little bit of it. Going out dressed up like this really turned me on. It was humiliating to have to walk through the restaurant with the waiter's come on my face but that turned me on as well." It was pretty obvious,". When I think this was in the early sixties and sex liberation hadn’t quite got off the ground. We were still hampered by contraception considerations (though not an issue with Beth as she was rapidly approaching menopause). I did things with her that didn’t surface again until years later in our enlightened sexual age. I didn’t cum in her bum but just separated and we sat out on the verandah and had breakfast. As we ate she started talking about matters sexual. “You know I’m not supposed to.