What...you wanted?" I grunted between thrusts. "Isn't...it...what you...wanted too?" She had just as much trouble breathing as I. I leaned in close to...her ear and picked up the pace to a speedy burst of thrusts. "Yeah, that feel good?" I growled. "Ah, you're so fucking tight...You feel my cock fill you? That hot, tight fucking pussy?" She cried out in pleasure at my words and the stimulation of my fingers at her clit too. Her hot, tight fucking pussy was squeezing my cock with each deep thrust,. Apart from the length Joe’s balls were big and very saggy (full of passion) as they hung low making his whole package look as the wife said later, awsome.The wife was transfixed by Joe’s cock she said I've never seen a cock that big before. I’m sure I saw a glint in her eyes as she studied it from the sofa. Helen beckoned the wife over “take it in your hand” “feel it” “put it in your mouth and suck it”. Joe looked at me and without me saying anything, just a slight nod of approval and. Both women wore heavy makeup reflective of their preferred fashion and whilst they were more than capable of dressing in denim jeans, work-shirts and boots to help with the chores or riding stock horses around the farm, when they were in the house they were always dressed to feminine perfection. They both liked to dress that way and Peter insisted on it.Peter might be younger than them both but Meg’s son had voracious appetites that both women were required to fill.As soon as Peter had left for. Reilly saying calling out, "It's 10o'clock, time for bed. You brush your teeth?"I let out a long drawn out "Yes mom. Goodnight" Of course I didn't brushmy teeth, but she didn't need to know.I turned out the lights and lay in bed. The way I figured it, I neededto wait at least an hour before I could sneak out front, change back, andgo home.Lying in bed, my attention turned away from the mysteries of the locketto the mysteries of my new self. I had never really explored this body,I was too.