I watched her large eyes glaze over and roll back in her head, she passed out again. But this didn’t stop the continual orgasms. Although she wasn�...t conscious her hips still gyrated and her back stayed arched. She was soaking herself in her own pussy juices. I watched for a few more orgasms before I stood up placed the remote and key by her head gently kissed her wet forehead. Either she would wake up and turn off the vibrators or they would run out of batteries.“Good night slave, please don’t. At least then I would know that mysuspicions were totally unfounded. I felt light-headed as I felt acleft, totally unfamiliar. Oh my god. I was her. Somehow I was her."Worked it out yet?"I looked up and saw myself standing with an evil leer on my face. Ididn't reply."This is going to be so good," he said and started to undress. When hehad removed all but my boxer shorts he reached under the waistband andlet out a sigh. "Yeah baby, this is going to be great!"He started removing my clothes. It. I jumped into his arms and we somehow made it into the bedroom for some hard core fucking. I told him about my running in just my tee-shirt (no bra) and my short-shorts, and how they became transparent when I really started to sweat. Than about my having to jog past the different groups of young guys, and than after my weekly group fuck with my guys, about having to jog again past the large group of teenage boys. This drove my husband crazy, and we had super sex. After we were both worn. I think he is, so I encouraged him to continue." So what will I do after the year is up and I don't have Jeff anymore?" I asked."Jeff and I have a little bet about what will happen," she told me, smiling. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."I pondered that for a minute, then I asked, "What have you been doing about your feelings since Daddy died?" Pining," she said. "It's been easier to control, given that I had no outlet. I still have some toys, and that has helped a little. I'm.