First was a lot of yelling, then pushing, then a fight. I thought about trying to stop it but thought they probably needed to work it out by thems...lves. Besides, I was enjoying it. It was getting intense and clothes were being ripped off and handfuls of hair were being pulled! My wife, a little overweight, and not very strong seemed to be loosing the battle. Vonna had ripped off my wife’s blouse and bra by now, and as they wrestled, her big tits were flapping all over the place. It. I was happy to have figured it out, because this was one more clue to how all this worked.Because I was running late, I remembered that Brute's breakfast was late, too. The surge of guilt sent me right out the door to get the poor dog some food. It wasn't til I was halfway down the second flight of stairs that I noticed I was still in my skin."Not early enough to be streaking outside," I thought, and I called up my blue bikini from my mental wardrobe.I still felt underdressed. The backyard was. But I am getting used to it.It was another Monday night and I came in to the smell of home cooking and aunt Sally suggested getting out of our work cloths and dressing more casual. I was always happy to get my suit and tie off as it happened and went to change.Sally walked in to my bedroom holding a shirt“I thought you might look nice in this tonight, I saw it on my lunch break today” she said handing me the shirt “Come and show me when you have it on”I walked along the landing to her open. But you are not a guy, you can't get me pregnant, and just sometimes I like to be fucked with something hard inside of me."Judy, I do not like this very often. But I had a girlfriend that did, and with her, I learned to appreciate it."It took about 30 minutes, until she was finally giving it to me the way I wanted. It took a while until she learned how far she could pull out without slipping out of my cunt, and she was getting tired I could tell. But I was approaching my third orgasm of the.