Jenni glued breast forms on his chest and fastened a pink bra onhim. He allowed her to lift his legs and put nylons on his legs,then fasten a pink gar...er belt on him and fasten the nylons. Thenit was a pair of pink pettipants that had rows of white lace on thelegs. All three of the women laughed at the sight of him standing therewearing women's underwear. Jenni said, "From now on I think yourname should be Priscilla Pettipants. You will be Priscilla!" She slipped a nylon slip over his head. They were comfortable and had a sense of being friends forever. It was so easy to talk and listen.Soon he held her hand as they spoke and then she leaned against him, and before long, she looked up at his eyes and he leaned down and kissed her tenderly.That first kiss was almost magical.Every kiss in sappy stories is "magical", but this one truly was. It was soft and comfortable and friendly, yet it burned with an underlying passion and it gave each a sense of giving from the other. Yes, it was. This caught her completely off guard, in 20 years of marriage her husband had never fucked her in the ass. This caused her to turn around and see the young, french, biker, whose body was much leaner then her husbands. She didn't know what to think, at first she tried to pull away, but Rene would have none of that. It was at that moment that Mrs. Carson knew she was being raped. This was sort of a turn on to her. And as Rene began to force his small cock inside of Mrs. Carson, she thought back. That was another trick my mother-in-law liked to pull, she'd get my wife to ring me at odd hours just to check that I was home. I was positive that if I was not in to take one of the calls the old witch would poison Greta's mind with thoughts of me having an affair. My mother-in-law would be only too happy to break up our marriage, she'd been trying for over twenty years to do it.Opening my briefcase I took out the video tape that a colleague of mine had leant me, I had intended watching it.