”“If you’re up to it,” she answered.“I will be, count on it.” When I walked through the door, I knew two things:1) My wife and DeShawn had...wasted no time in, and were completely engaged, and 2) wifey was in heaven. Her gasps were timed perfectly with the sounds of hive pelvis driving hard against her pussy. “There, there!” she cried at last and I knew exactly what he was doing. The slapping sound had stopped, and he was in her to the hilt rotating his hips so that his black cock was churning. I made my decision. ‘OK. Let’s do it.’ Doctor Tillman did the paperwork, I signed the disclaimer. Everything done at once, new nose, new breasts. I could feel the dull and steady ache in my left arm. New robot arm, too. It was only one day later, I lay there as the mask came down over my face. I started the count as instructed, and just as I was starting to panic and change my mind I was out. It was done. I woke up hours later, it was dark. Within seconds, the door opened and the same Nurse. I never meant for them to be read by anyone I knew!"The way you write about girls... about girls together," she started, looking suddenly serious and older than her years, "it's how I feel."I nodded numbly.She turned and gazed down at her body, then stroked her slender fingers up her calf to her thigh. "I wore pantyhose for you," she purred, then pointed her feet at me. "Do you like them?" she asked, her voice dripping with sultry sexuality."I... I..." I stammered.She turned her body and sat. Eventually Sue’s job got her transferred out of state. This left me looking, the girls at school were ok, but I was spoiled by my mature lover. The one person who started to garner my attention was Mom. My mom Peggy was 54 and still looked good in a bikini, her boobs were a D-cup with a little sag, tummy with a little curve, hips with some flare, but her ass was straight out of a Sir Mix-a-Lot dream. At the pool I found myself looking at her more and more, playing backgammon with her while.