I spent the last few days searching the internet for clues about these panties, which I'm almost positive are the source of my new found obsessions an... desires, and I've been buying new clothes and toys to suit my new loves.I pulled myself out of bed and gazed into the mirror. The panties were also having a strange effect on my body, not just my mind. My chest was starting to grow into breasts with visible cup sizes, my hair has been growing faster, and now I don't need to wear the wigs. My blood boiled, I was ready to get in my car, drive to their home and beat seven bells of shit out of her husband. I may have been in my fifties, but I had looked after myself and went to the gym regularly so I knew I could handle myself. I was a little over six feet tall, and a hefty sixteen stone (224 lbs. American). A little heavy around the waist, but otherwise I was in good shape. The tears welled-up in Bella’s eyes. She pleaded with me not to do it.I ushered them through to the kitchen,. She strained at the ropes as I began to pound her pussy, her tits quivering with each thrust.Her big blue eyes fixed on me, and I stared back into them as the coils of rope tightened and her body heaved.I took a moment to pull the gag out of her mouth so I could see it pop open, gasping for air, noiselessly moving, her tongue snaking out.I pushed my cock deep in her as I put all my strength into the ropes.Her body jerked forward with all her strength; once, twice, three times - all the while my. I started opening it and it was jammed so I had to slowly put pressure and twist it.I was all attention with the work when suddenly I noticed that Sova was very quiet all the time. Looked down through the corner of my eyes and saw her looking very intently up. Hey!!!! She was looking up and directly viewing my cock. As I had come out of the bathroom I was clad only in a towel so there was nothing beneath and Sova was having a full view of my tool. At first I felt anger and uneasiness. But.