I just bought us each a third package, so we would have a fresh pair for at least an entire week. Oh yes, make sure you don't wash them with any of yo...r male clothing items lest they come out of the dryer as their female equivalent."Another thing. Now that these magical little garments have remade our entire lower halves, unless we are wearing them, our feet will be arched so that we can only wear high heels. You however, as a male with no former high heel experience, got a reprieve, but only. "Talk to me and tell me Chris. Everything you're going through I have already—what is it ... Sex?" he guessed."Yeah, I was in her bed last night, and she'd given me a blow job, and I came in her mouth. Then she asked me—if I wanted to fuck her or not?" I said."Do you?" Probably, but our bedrooms don't have locks on them, and our parents constantly come in unannounced. I couldn't risk it, John—I love her too much."We talked to each other a little longer, and we'd missed a whole class period. There were only maybe ten guys in here including the bartender and it did not take long for my wife to be naked and have several guys feeling her up. The other three ladies seemed to be a little unsure but soon enough followed my wife's lead. It was like I was watching some kind of weird porn movie, one good looking girl, three grannies, and these nine or ten homeless looking guys all having sex. Lets not forget three passed out husbands sitting in a both snoring. I watched as the men went from. His touch sent electrical pulses through my skin. I never looked down at him, but I saw him smile when I rubbed at the goose bumps that formed on my forearm. As the review went on, Matt grew more bold and tickled higher and higher up the back of my leg. In response I inched closer and closer to his chair as he stroked and tickled my leg. My nipples poked against the blouse he had requested I wear and I felt as if every spot of skin he touched was directly wired to my clit. He quietly moved his.