I got mesmerized in that sight. When she found me staring at her bare body, she covered her face by her hands in shame. Then only I uttered my first w...rds by calling her to look in my direction and removed her hands from her face. I then slowly removed my shorts and shirt. Both of us then stood staring at each other. My prick was standing saluting her and her erect nipples and flowing vagina were welcoming me.Then I advanced towards her and took her in my embrace before lifting her up and. The Mitch starts to take long deep breathes as we apply several lines down her back with string pinching each one for a response, the wife puts her hands on her head then leads her over to the tick-tac-toe wall sculpture and then takes her hands and ties them outspread. Panting and wondering I imagined her skin under her shirt one the clothes pins are removed but before she was secured I could see she is clearly excited, her poking pair straining on the material that will be released later for. She went to bed that night anxious for the morning and the changes it would bring.The first to notice something wrong was Paul when he rolled over to embrace Laura and start a little foreplay. To his shock instead of nylon covered breasts he found a cotton shirt covering a hairy, muscular chest! Waking in a state of shock he was further stunned to see that the person lying next to him was him! Paul rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again but nothing had changed, he was indeed looking at a. Speaking from a purely clinical standpoint the physical aspect of sex with Stan wasn't any better than the sex I'd had with most of my other lovers and as a matter of fact three or four of them were much better in the sack than Stan. What made sex better with Stan than any other sex I'd ever had was the emotional component - the love! I adored the man. I would have crawled through broken glass to get to him. When he asked me to marry him I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I of course said.