"Excuse me? I don'tthink I know who you are. Why are you holding a sign with my name on it?"I looked into her face. Her lip was trembling slightly, an... she seemedabout to cry. "It's me, babe. Don. Although I spell it D-A-W-N now." Itwas crazy, it made absolutely no sense at all. But as soon as I lookedinto her eyes I knew it was true."How....can you......oh, hell," I spluttered.She pointed to the outside patio, where there were several tables. "Whydon't we sit down, and I'll try to explain." I. I am overcome with jealousy. I feel an overwhelming urge to stop this. I get out of bed and start up the basement stairs. When I get to the top, I stop myself. I think about how much Lynn enjoyed it when I treated her this way. I know that she needs and deserves all the erotic pleasure that Jim can give her because he is more of a man than me. I want Lynn to have that. I know that Lynn needs it and I can’t give it to her. As much as I am jealous, I need to put her pleasure first and accept my. It was a strange feeling being suspendedbetween her breasts. They seemed massive from my new perspective."I'm glad I could babe. You look amazing."At my request, she carried me back to the computer. I knew thatregressing her to this point would earn me brownie points in the longrun, but it also meant that I had been able to control the regression aswell. I swiveled to explain.Lisa was standing just where she had, still marveling at herself. Butshe looked different. I couldn't quite put my. I told our son to enjoying kissing his mom's gorgeous cheeks,and told him to move between his mom& her dad to start to get his tongue to her lovely shaven cunt.Her dad's now very erect cock couldn't help resting against our son's face cheeks,as it proudly waited for our son to suck & bathe in his mom's gorgeous cunt.My wife had an enormous orgasm as our sons lips & tongue parted her love petals,and fed on her lovely juices.I then slowly eased our young son's head to one side,so her dad could.