. ."In another moment, Marissa found herself shifting her legs,having to adjust herself yet again, watching as her husband,trapped in her old body, st...od and walked like a zombie to the stage, falling into position beside the others.Before she could warn him, Topper had moved on. And whatwould she say? Oh, by the way, we're in each other's bodies for the night, so you should take that into consideration.Yep, that would go over well. #They'd lucked out to some. We’d watched her naughty news reports for the last month as a family, having so much fun witnessing her amazing antics.We both had wanted to be on TV with her.Thank god the futa-fairies made us so horny that Keily’s distraction actually worked. They wanted us cumming so much. Querciola said we gave off energy. They ... fed off of it or something. They needed it. There had to be away to use that.I just had to think of it.And figure out how to hook up with Keily again. How could I stop a woman. “Oh, Howard…” I exclaimed as I came out of the bathroom.“Sheila… you look… so… I’m sorry, you know I have issues, we have been through this before.”“Tonight will be different,” I teased.I could see his discomfort forming, especially as I pulled back the duvet, so he was just lay there in his boxers. His body was in good shape for a man pushing seventy, plus how many men that old shaved their pubes? That should have been a sign to me, that something was going on all those years ago too.The best. As I turned, my sister was already wiggling out of her jean shorts revealing her lacy white panties. I didn't think anything of it as I too began to get changed. As I stripped out of my underwear and bent down slightly to get my bikini bottoms, I caught my sister looking at me. "Wow, sis, is that a clit piercing?" Anna asked, taking in the sight of the barbell piercing between my legs. "Not the clit, silly - the hood. It's called a vertical hood piercing," I said, correcting her. "Wow, mom and.