Mel's cum was dripping out of her pussy, after what looked like the orgasm of her life. Rob starts finger fucking Mel and then making her lick his fin...ers clean. This guy was really enjoying himself with my whore wife.His Cock was starting to go soft but then the stranger started swapping his cock between Mel's holes. The fucker was cleaning the shit off his cock by shoving it back into my wives pussy. Mel moaned in discontent. But rules are rules, she has to let the stranger do whatever he. They're very tender- often sore- and not even an A-cupyet (so I still wear my falsies most days), but there is a noticeable'shape' developing on my chest, and for comfort, I now wear a bra allthe time. My whole mind-set has changed too, thanks to the hormones. Ino longer feel the bouts of depression I used to get when I was a boy, Ino longer feel like I don't belong in my own skin. Sure, at times mymood can be unpredictable, often volatile, but now I feel like my bodyis actually MINE- something. There are several moments of enjoined silence as we complete our tempestuous tryst. Suddenly, she is gone and I awake to find myself alone and feel the stickiness of my ejaculation all over my belly and pubic region. The dream is so real. It comes to me several nights a month. There are no names or faces to this story, because I never see who it is that I am dreaming of. I know several redheaded or auburn haired ladies, but none that match the physique of my enchanted lover. I never. Good morning Mrs Abbot, I'm Scott Waters from 'The Free Water Ways'. You phoned about poor drainage?" I spoke to her, trying not to come across as a creep since I just spent a few seconds admiring her beauty."Oh yes, good you're here" she smiled opening up her door wider. "Please come in" she offered as she took a step back and invited me in. I stepped into her house and there was a very sweet smell. I have been in a fair few houses and this was one of the best. It smelt of a summers evening.