Frustratingly , she stopped messaging me after that. It was a bit annoying that she cut off the conversation just as things were getting good , but he..., life goes on.One evening, just i was getting my stuff ready for work the next day , Patricia messaged me out of the blue, asking if i wanted to come round to spend the night. "Fuck yeah" I replied. And within a couple of hours , I was on her street, at her place and its here that i finally got a chance to see her properly.She wasn't as. Now i took a cold cream and applied to my tool and she helped me to guide in her pussy this time with help of cream my tool was slipping slowely into her hot and lovely pussy, she was screaming a lot a bent down and kissed her on her lips and applied some force pushed my tool hard into her hole this time it went half way tearing her hole. She was not able to open her mouth and tears came up from her eyes and i told to bare this pain will be gone in sometime, and i started to insert and with one. It makes them more comfortable." So if I asked you to change your face to look like my wife's, would you?" I asked pointedly, gazing directly at Asana.In response Asana closed her eyes for half a second and then she began to shimmer. The shimmering didn't last long and when it faded Asana's features had changed completely. Sitting across from me was a dead-ringer for my wife."Is this what you desired Master?" Asana asked, her voice still her own.I just nodded and smiled. Asana looked exactly. I stepped onto the mattress supposedly to join Tanya so that, side by side, we could keep the others at bay. As I stepped I slipped at the inopportune moment. I fell on top of her. At the point of impact between our bodies everything notched perfectly into place. I fell between her spread legs. My semi hard cock ended up resting in the slot of her sex. My face buried in the pillow beside hers. My body covered hers in all the right spots. I was concerned that I might have hurt her. Not so. She.