He pushes me back against the shower wall and rams his tongue deep in my mouth. His hand grabs my breast and he squeezes hard, making me cry out.“Yo... like that, don’t you. You dirty little slut?”“Ohhh god yes,” I moan.He presses against me, his cock rising again, pushing against my sex. His hands are ruthless. He kneads and pulls on my tits, twisting my nipples. The pain is so sweet.I grab his head and pull him back down so that I can ravage his mouth with my tongue. We kiss deeply, our tongues. "OK," she smiled contentedly, and cheerfully headed to the kitchen to cook and clean. Part of me missed the old forthright and obstinate Wendy, but I had to admit the new version had advantages. And there seemed no doubt which Wendy was happier, a point I put to the test over dinner. I reminded her of our conversation on Friday night, the one about how her outlook had changed."How would you feel," I asked, "if someone could give you a pill that would make you go back to the way you were. "Cum in me Charlotte, I want another huge load like that but all inside me."I couldn't say no to that. I started to pound her pussy so much harder then and suddenly Emily's pussy clenched so hard as her cum shot all over my cock pushing me over the edge to shoot my load for the second time. There was a lot more this time as I was having sex for this orgasm. I filled her up, there was a lot more.After finally shooting all of my load I leant over Emily, my nice big tits pushed up against her. .. until yesterday." I could see the calculating look as I was being appraised."Dare I ask who?" Don't be so obtuse, Trevor. I've had a thing for you since that first afternoon."It was my turn to appraise. Motherhood had produced a softened maturity that enhanced her beauty even more than when we had first met. She was elegant, wearing her clothes with a grace and style most women could only hope for. Her figure was more rounded, yet not overly so. She was truly beautiful and very, very.