" I could feel his hot breath flow lightly along my neck and earlobes. I was so turned on that it was impossible for my black and purple silk panties ...o contain my cock any longer. It seemed like all the blood in my body had rushed to fill its veiny length and had taken less than a few seconds to become fully engorged. My knees were weak as Todd caressed my breast inserts with one hand while pulling my ass against his crotch with the other. I could hardly stand up in my stiletto pumps as felt. We can go fill out a government form somewhere and get a functionary to log us into a public record. But make no mistake about it, my husband, we are married."In the moonlight her face was beautiful and deadly serious. "I understand it no other way, dearest wife."She shivered. "Are you cooled off?" Most of me, I think."She looked around, the moonlight glinting off the wind-blown chop. "Get us blankets. This is too beautiful to give up right away." In a flash I returned with the blankets and. It was also interesting to see how some people had changed physically over the years. Rachel worked hard to keep herself in pretty much the same shape she'd been in during high school and college, but it quickly became obvious that not everyone had.Jenny Wilson seemed the most extreme example. A cheerleader back in the day, she had become the stereotype of the bon-bon eating housewife, adding a hundred pounds to her frame. Almost the reverse was true for Michelle Berkey. Nicknamed Moose by some. "I put one of my towels on the bed and prepared for my biweekly chore.I peeled my cycling top and shorts off and put them in the dirty clothesbasket. Next my T-shirt and underpants. I took the tub of lube andrubbed some around the edge of my vagina as I slowly, painfully, easedthe prosthetic penis out and pulled down the straps that held it inplace. Something I wouldn't miss having to do in the future. I unzippedthe super support sports bra.I massaged my breasts, sore after being constricted.