But my hands were insistent and I forced my way between her thighs."No, no," she mumbled, but it was too late, my hands had reached their goal and I w...s rubbing her pussy. It didn't take long before her thighs opened a crack, more than enough to slip two fingers past her gusset and into her wet pussy. She was lost now, lost in the pleasure I was giving her; I nudged her legs open more and they moved apart without any resistance. Decision time coming up, do I go all the way and fuck her or just. I was in the perfect position – the one you can spend most of the night looking for in bed and the one you absolutely loath to leave in the morning, certain that you'll never be able to find it again. Your entire body is limp and relaxed and the comforter over you is snug, but not constricting. You're lying right on the mattress's sweet spot, free of lumps and dips, and the temperature is toasty warm.Even before glancing over at the glowing red numbers on the clock radio beside my bed, I knew. At forty-three years old, I died in a car / truck accident and got miraculously misplaced into the body of a dying fourteen-year-old boy. The boy suffered massive head injuries, which necessitated agonizing several surgical procedures, and barely survived.The mother of the fourteen year old was smoking hot and as attracted to me as I was to her, and we had an extraordinary love affair.Yep. Weird.The fourteen-year-old boy's mother went to work in a bank that was a front for laundering billions. When my ex and i were married she ask my wife how it was sexually. wife told her that we had a great sex life, I actually wanted sex most night and mornings. (my ex and I divorced when she refused to have c***dren, and wasted a lot the Co money on designer items, so I divorced her). My ex said she would ask for details and many times this other couples friend couple were there, and that wife had no sex due to her husbands weight issues and health. So hearing of this gave them some sexual.