Alles war schon vorbereitet. Nur ist jetzt ist Markus Maren und Janette istJan. Nun k?nnen sie sich nicht einigen, ob sie in umgekehrten Rollenheirate... oder besser auf eine R?ckverwandlung warten sollten.Ich h?tte lieber gewartet, denn der Anzug, den ich daf?r extra gekaufthatte, ist nicht mit meinem aktuellen K?rper kompatibel.Dazu k?me, dass ich bei der Hochzeit meinen richtigen Vater wiedersehenw?rde, den ich seit der Scheidung meiner meiner Eltern nicht mehr gesehenhab. Ein Wiedertreffen. He nibbled on my nub. Sucked on it. Every time pleasure shot down to my pussy. My cunt clenched about his cock. Pleasure rippled through my body. My eyes squeezed shut. I slammed down his cock. I ran my fingers ran through his hair as my whimpers built and built. It was so hot. I was fucking my son, the hottest guy in the world. My daughters were sixty-nining behind me, and my pathetic Brad was witnessing how a real man, a real son, loved his mother.“Mommy's going to cum!” I moaned, riding him. My mouth watered as I saw her sucking Todd off. I never saw her suck like that my entire life. She would spit on it, kneed it into his thick ripe stick, and then look up at him to see how she was doing. I could see Todd, a muscular man with a sagging chin and a James bond cleft look down at her with a devilish smile. His pants were down to his knees and Vanessa was gently touching his moscular thighs. Remember that time in college I took you to your house and you… he stopped talking as he came. On the way down the mountain we talked about our plans. It had been my intention to drive back to Colorado right after the hike. But Mark was camping just below the trail head at a small deserted campground called Wildrose. I joined him for the night.At the campground we set up our tent and went about our chores. We were both real tired, but also extremely sexed up. That whole night, we slept together with Mark's dick in my pussy and his arms around my tits. He stayed hard all night. Maybe that.