Both of us were topless, having shed our blouses and bras. My hands spreadover her breasts, my fingers squeezing the sleek, firm-soft globes, mybright...red nails making deep indentations in her ivory flesh. At the sametime, she mirrored my actions, her own fingers kneading my breasts as ifthe full, high mounds were dough or clay that she could shape to her ownpurpose and will.Her breath was warm upon my face, as mine was upon hers, as we kissed eachother's soft, luscious lips.I heard her. ”“He never actually did that,” admitted Jessica. “I asked a time or two, but he wasn’t interested. Do most men do that?”“They do if they want to jump into bed with me!” laughed Diane. “I never had a guy refuse and usually they’d do it without being asked.”“I guess you’ve had a lot more experience than I have. I was always studying to get the marks for medical school. Then I met James and he sort of swept me off my feet. He’s a very strong personality,” stated Jessica.“Yeah, he’s a controlling. “But” Beth says, “There’s one thing that you have to agree to do for me.” I said, “What’s that?” “When you check in on Max, if he looks horny. You have to let him fuck you. I want to keep my boy happy.” I agreed. She gave me a hug and started walking away. Damn, there she was. Wearing that same mini skirt again. Barely covering her sexy ass. I can’t wait to get under that mini skirt. I can only imagine how good her tight asshole would feel wrapped around my thick cock. The next morning, I. Next where some white thigh highs and some white lace elbow lengthgloves.With what was in front of me I knew I was in for a good night. So Istripped down and got into the shower to begin my routine. I got out andwent to my wifes makeup table and began to go to work. I then reachedinto the bag and grabbed the supplied wig and began to fasten it on.After a short time the conversion of my entire head was finished and nowon to the rest of me. I went to the bed and first grabbed the pantiesand.