” I told her, “Don’t stop, keep going.” Amy lay me on the couch and pulled my dress up my body exposing my pink lacy thong, and matching bra. ...y nipples were so hard and aching to be played with. She unhooked my bra, exposing my perky C cup tits. She started to rub and pinch my nipples, and it didn’t take long before she took them in her mouth. Amy was gently biting, and sucking on them. It felt so good, better than when my husband plays with them. I started arching my back, wanting to be. I didn't know how I was supposed to walk around all day inthese things. I must admit though that I was incredibly turned onthinking about how much different I looked. There was a sick thoughtthat kept passing through my head wondering if I could fool anyone.We walked out of the house and the butterflies in my stomach wererampant. I was so nervous. We got into the car and off we went.We went out to the to more upscale boutiques first. I walked in andwas so scared. My legs were shaking knowing. Her big titties swung back and forth like pendulums as I pounded that pussy, the same pussy that gave birth to me years ago. I loved the sound of her moaning my name."Fuck me. Please, fuck me hard," Mom commanded and pleaded from me.I drove my cock into her with everything I had. Her knees started shaking as she cried out and came for the first time.I rolled her over and threw both of her legs over my shoulder. Rachel sucked on her big titties as I jack hammered Mom's pussy again.Mom was a. . uh. Nevermind." I said nervously.He whispered, "You would really want to be her, wouldn't you?" I got work to do. Here's your paperwork. The boss wants it by the end of the day," I said matter of factly."Oh crap!" I thought. "What the fuck did I just say? Did I really want to be her? I think. Maybe. I've dreamt about it sure enough. Bah. Just porn."A few weeks later, my coworker tells me that there is a slut who wants to have a pair of guys take her, "You know, like the slut in the.