You better get busy if you want any chance of fathering this child…"Christian pulled his wife's hands away roughly and spun around with a speed and ...assion that had been sorely lacking in their lives. He was practically drooling as he looked down on her stained stocking and soaked thong. Tearing the flimsy satin covering from her crotch he took both her legs in his hands and pulled her arse to the edge of the bed. Growling at her like an animal, he pushed his cock into her slimy depths and. She looked at him and shook her head as if to say No. He then pushed her up against the wall while still holding her throat. He grabbed her shirt with the other hand and pulled on it as buttons flew and the shirt ripped she knew there was no way out now. As soon as her shirt hit the floor he pushed her back to the bed and told her to lay flat. She did so without refusal this time and he then unbuttoned her pants and his friend removed them from her exposing her long legs and black panties. Now. Missy gestured proudly toward a full lengthmirror. I managed to say, "Oh,no." My voice was a girlish squeak ofalarm. "That's... too much." Facing me was the image of a sexy female. I had wanted a subtle look, with a waifish figure and ordinary face. Butwhat I saw was a sexpot who possessed oversized boobs and, when I turnedto check my bottom, a protruding ass. My mouth opened in a startled 'O'.Except that it wasn't my mouth. I had pillow lips that would have beenmore at home on a Black. .We'll see," I say as I scrape my hair back into a loose ponytail andhead downstairs."Oh god," mum says with a tired sigh. "Please don't say you're gettingjealous..." No," I immediately retort. "Maybe... I don't know. Maybe I just don't likechange..." Really?" Mum giggles. "You, of all people, are afraid of change?" 'Other people changing', then," I say."No, that's not it either," mum says. "And before you inevitably ask,what it actually is is you having friends- good friends, close friends-for.