I imagined those fifty-year-old sagging breasts were the perky breasts of my 25-year-old secretary. My God, what am I doing? As I removed Sandra's swe...t pants I imagined those flabby thighs were the perfect tight thighs of my secretary. God, please forgive me. I imagined that big butt of my wife was the perfect butt of Barbara. I felt so guilty I wanted God to strike me now, but something happened. I became extremely aroused.I kissed my wife passionately imagining it was Barbara. I fondled my. She struggled to maintain her balance, but slipped on some mud and went to the ground. Now a mixture of pissed off and embarrassed she looked up to see who the fool was that knocked her down. She was horrified to see that it was the gorgeous guy that had only moments before caused her to feel things that she hadn’t felt in years. Amazingly, she lost all of her anger and longed to hear this man’s voice. ‘I am so sorry…Let me help you up.’ ‘Uh sure,’ and Kay reached out her hand and grasped what. I shrugged, "I just figured it would be good to have it. We'll be gonefive days?" She nodded, "I just don't want to get to the point I need itand not have it."I watched her give the room one last look, "Anything you can think ofthat we forgot?" You grabbed me clothes?" I asked."Yep, plenty of dresses and outfits to choose from, and plenty ofdiapers, wipes, etc."I groaned but was glad she had those. "Where are they?" I asked."I made your diaper bag larger," she told me with a smile. "Let's. Doing it by force only multiplied the excitement. It was such a rush, better then Skydiving or Bungee Jumping. I almost blacked out.Since Moms been without sex for over a year, so her pussy was tight and it felt good. Mom was whimpering again as I slid in and out of her. Her head was turned to the side. The hottest part was every time I slammed into her, she was making soft whimpering grunt noises from her lips, as if she was gasping for air.I decided to see her pert little tits and hot nipples.