I looked in the mirror again and tried to see something I couldchange, something small. I stepped back from the mirror so I could see all ofme. What i... I gave myself fuller lips? A pair of really pouty ones like in aporno magazine. That would certainly look wrong to me.I made sure Bambi had not come into the room, then thought to my reflectionhow I would look with full pouty lips. I saw and felt my lips swell andreshape themselves into the most erotic lips I had ever seen before! I smiledat the. I made it to the front door and opened it quietly, I could see her blouse and skirt on the floor of the living room and a pair of jeans and a top of his next to it, I looked over to see this young guy with his dick in my wife’s beautiful mouth, she was sucking him hard and he was calling her a dirty slut.I opened the door fully and walked in, the young guy nearly jumped out of the seat but Claire held him down with her arm, she took the cock out of her mouth and mumbled “it’s fine, he knows”. You know you want to. You know you want to see me in nothing but my pretty bra and panties."I took my hand from his and moved it to his crotch. His organ was erect, straining against the front of his pants. I massaged it gently through the fabric of his slacks."See, you can't hide from me. Your body is telling me how badly you want to do this. Give in Mike. Give in to the flame. You are really quite helpless to stop it. You have to obey me now. I am in complete control."I stood up and took his. Aronoff, and asks us to stand and turn around. Looks closely at our faces. Serge has no facial hair, I am trying to grow mustache and is not doing good at it! Both of us have let hair grow long, like American glory vocalists.Mr. Aronoff says we would be perfect! But there is one more test. He holds up money. More money than Serge and I could earn on farmland in a week. Test is this: show him our dicks.He must be joking! But, no. Mr. Aronoff laughs, and sits back on car bonnet to.