She was Lady Ann; he was Burt.He wondered that the thought of that didn't send him screaming to thehills but it just felt normal. It felt real. And he...was getting his oldbody back by tomorrow at the latest so there was no need to fret. He wasa man. He was Burt. He liked who he was. He was going to continue toenjoy it.Burt went into the Dog & Pony and shelled out for a drink. When the ladssaw he had cash to spend they didn't rib him so much so that was good. Heknocked back his first pint and. "Yes, baby. Take it all. I'm going to fuck you so good. Just relax." "I am relaxed." she whispered and to prove it she tightened around him until he thought for sure his cock was being sucked into a vise. Immediately he started fucking her like his life depended on it. Over and over he hammered that cunt of hers like a beast in rut. His hips became a blur, and all you could hear were their groans and the staccato incessant slapping of his balls against her wet clit. He could feel her. I further described how straying from being a responsible husband, to a purveyor of younger guys was so borderline perverted that it gave me such a heightened sense of danger and pleasure all at the same time. Marked “lol’ed” in his reply to me. He said he actually was quite relieved to hear me speak so openly and honestly, as he had the same desires too. It was then that our fledgling bond began to be forged. No longer did either of us feel isolated or guilty in our carnal and somewhat. ” She pushed my head to move lower hinting her pussy was ready to be licked. The best part of her floral pant was I had to pull it downward to see her naked pussy. When I pulled, the slight hint of hair in her genital, urged a sensation of ecstasy in anticipation.As I pulled it down the more part of her fleshy body was becoming naked. It was extremely fair in colour around her pussy except the dark hair. I just rubbed it a little in hand and she held her ass high in excitement. I could no.