They looked real; that is, they looked like a real boob job – and a huge one, at that.The powerful synthetic opioid gave me a rush of physical and m...ntal well-being, similar to what I had felt the previous night. Mama had been right; it did calm my nerves. I felt relaxed, serene, ready for what came next.The next step was the companion ‘pussy panties’. They resembled a flesh-toned long-line panty girdle, but were heavily padded with silicone gel in the hips, thighs and buttocks. I put each foot. Impromptu picnics erupted on the tawny grass like spring flowers, cheerful spouses determined to enjoy the sunshine despite their husband’s tribulations. Driving seemed to be a male preserve then, neither my mother or mother-in-law ever ventured behind the wheel. Straw-chewing locals emerged from their chocolate-box cottages to observe our caribou-like migrations across the tarmac’d tundra. I guess the yokels hadn’t got the telly down their way yet. Dad was ever the independent type. He. Fuck me sir, I have been waiting for this from the minute I saw you.I threw onto the bed and went straight in. It wasn’t difficult at all. Firstly because she was wet like there was a flood and then for some reason, it was like we were designed to fit. My throbbing dick hard and long enough for her and her cunt was the right smelling wet thing my penis got right into. We were fucking!Sarma: Now that the wait is over, how are you feeling my darling?Gayatri: Like I want this to last forever!We. Dana immediately leaned over and put her hand on my shaft."Holy shit," she said with a snort. "My hand won' fit around it!" "That's okay, you can use two hands if you want," I turned to Kat, "Or, both of you could play with it."Dana had re-positioned herself onto the the picnic tables bench seat in between my legs.She put both her hands on my cock and began slowly stroking it. "Like this she asked?" Yeah, that feels fine, girl." I said as I looked down at her."C'mon down Kat and you can play.