As my face starts to turn red I asked her if she would go to the restroom with me. We walk into a stall and I asked her if she could show me her breas.... They were beautiful not too big or small. Perfectly round and supple c cups with perfect pink nipples. I bring my phone out and ask if I can send my husband a picture of me licking her nipples. She gave a little giggle smiled and said of course. So the two of you send the pics to both husbands not realizing you had done it as a group message. John Ashford, my father and current Earl of Hungerford, had no male heir to inherit the title and lands, and he was also heavily in debt due to his brother, the former Earl, bringing the family estate near to bankruptcy. The solution to these problems was to marry me off to someone with money and no title. Any male offspring from the marriage would then be available to inherit the titles held by the Ashfords, allowing the father of the child to be regarded as nobility.Thus it was I married. I hesitated only amoment with my hand on the cool metal door handle."What the hell," I muttered to myself before pulling the door open.I was staring back at myself. Just as I remembered, it was a littleunsettling to see my own features, but softer and more feminine, thatfemininity accented by the makeup I was wearing. It was clearly me, butit was also clearly a girl. My hair was a mess, I realized, and I idlyran my hands through it as I let my eyes trail down my face to partsunseen until now.. A slight moan escaped her lips. I glanced nervously around to be sure no one had approached to closely. I could see people’s feet striding by on the pathway above and we could hear their voices as they chatted, but as long as we were quiet, they were unaware of us. That really added to the excitement of the moment.I continued to finger f*ck her while gently massaging her cl*t with my thumb. Her hand squeezed tightly around my shaft as her desire grew. Soon she was f*cking my fingers rather than.