Morph, reshape, transform or changeThis body to a shape less strange!I petition to divinity:Unsex my masculinity!"BODY: Enough already -- shut yer yap...We're both each others' handicap.And barring some strange sex transplantYour silly dreams won't happen ... can't.Don't fuss and cry, don't make a scene;Don't coat our face with Maybelline.You know you ain't the brain I want;And I know I ain't no debutante.Until some magic power evictsYou from me, we're stuck in this fix!So let's live together;. I was in heaven! The next day Ty was fucking the daylights out me. I looked up and saw my husband standing there, naked, with his hard dick in his hand. Ty just drained his balls in me and pulled out. He turned and saw my husband. They introduced themselves and my husband went down on my pussy and started to clean all of Ty's jizz from my pussy. Then he went to Ty's cock and cleaned it up too. Then my husband mounted me and fucked me real good before he filled me with his jizz. Then Ty. Elizabeth fondled Bridget's tits then let go of them and raised herself off my lap. With one hand she grasped my cock then lowered herself onto it, impaling my cock all the way to the hilt into her. By this point, none of us cared. We were completely absorbed into each other. Bridget began to fuck her fingers faster and faster in and out of herself. I grasped Elizabeth's hips and pounded into her pussy as she rode me, her breasts bouncing up and down. Our groans out loud matched our groans on. He never told her but sometimes he'd spend hours staring at her. Taking in the tilt of her head, the curve of her lip. The way she always had her left arm wrapped around her body and right elbow resting against it, leaning her head agaisnt her hand, her fingers slightly curled against her cheek. He looked through her photos, observing how in just about every one she'd had her arms wrapped around herself, like she was trying to keep something in, or something away. Like she was protecting.