"I'm rolled over. I can breathe. My palms are screaming and my headthrobs. Emma looks at me worriedly."Are you OK?" she asks."No!" I cough. "I'm not f...cking OK!" I exclaim.I feel Emma's hands on the clasp of the rumba panties. It pops loose."You're OK," she diagnoses. "But you've had enough." You're crazy!" I tell her."That was hilarious," she counters. "And don't worry, no one sawanything." Owens saw me," I tell her. "Again!" But you are OK?" she asks with genuine concern."I hate you," I say.. Her thighs spread wide, revealing a down of sparkling, silvery hair covering a tight pussy.I kissed her, savoring her lips and passion. I stole her passion from Natan. My dick ached as my hands slid up her shirt and threw it to the floor. Her breasts were small cones topped by coppery nipples. I leaned over and sucked on one, nipping it with my teeth. Instinctively, I stretched her nipple out just like her husband would.“Oh, yes, Natan,” she moaned.My deception shuddered through me. I rubbed at. I then heard a funny noise which sounded like it had come from the wardrobe. I looked at Sally and she said “Oh Mike” Who is Mike. Mike Sally told me was her boy friend who was hiding in their. I looked over and sure enough he was there alright. The was a hole, cock sized in the door about a third of the way up. A huge fat cock was sticking out of that hole. Sally said Mike always wanted to see me with my girl friends then he would be OK with my dual personality, dirty bastard. Mike as it. From them I bought a set of Wahl electric clippers for under twenty bucks. I decided that with a couple of mirrors I could do the job just fine. I checked out through a cutesy little white girl's register."I have a set just like this I use to clip my poodle. I just love them," she said smiling."Yeah well I don't have a dog. I just have thin limp ratty hair that is about to become history," I said with a smile. I was even more amused by how horrified she looked.I talked big but it took me over.