“Lets ‘av a feel darlin,” Syd chuckled, not waiting for a response, delving into her heaving sweaty cleavage and hefting the elderly whoppers ou... of her hammock like brassiere. “Sixpence please, you old goat,” she giggled. “In fact its two, if yer grabbing, looks like you are, both of ‘em.” Syd’s cackled as his calloused mitts felt the old woman’s sumptuous knockers and bent to lick and suck them with his beery breath. “Always been a tit man Ronnie old gal – fuck knows why I picked that saggy. I was coaching her now, telling her to rub fast on her clit and feel my cock in her. She said it's so good, I'm close, I'm going to cum again, you drive me crazy, no one has ever made me feel like this. I said yes, you are fucking like a crazy woman, like my cock is all you want, and I am giving it to you, I;m going to cum inside you and send you home. She was getting louder now, moaning and groaning and next thing she said way too loud my god, I'm cumming!! I watched her face, then her pussy,. I hesitated just a moment and wondered to myself why I was really doing this? I steeled myself and pressed the button. It was the same transition of acclimation to a new body and feedback. I could tell that something was indeed different. My breathing was rushed and I felt warm. My excitement of the experiment had crossed over to the new body. I looked at my surroundings and almost fainted with the thought that it was ME that was controlling the eyelids. I finally had the control that I. She is a bitch. She loves this. I want her to tell me that. Hey girl, tell me – do u want me to touch your boobs, he hung his hands over my boobs withouth touching. I just thrust my boobs to meet his hands. He withdrew them, and mocked. No, girlie, first u have to speak. Please, i said. Please what he asked. Please touch. Please touch what. I had to open my mouth. I lost shame. Touch my boobs. Hmmmmmmmmm, say again i didnt hear. I screamed touch my boobs please. Touching is enough he asked? No.