The poor guy was begging to cum and his moans and pleas only made me hornier. I held the phone next to my pussy so he could hear every gorgeous squelc... as I rammed my self over and over. Another change of position and I was riding it bouncing up and down on the bed and all the while my craven cunt was singing it's own little song to him as I rode my little helper harder, while talking absolute filth as I alternated between listening to him moaning and letting him hear the noises of my hungry. I know my wife and as she fancied Ronnie she’d be in a place where she needed sex as soon as possible as she’d have worked herself up. As she and Jeff snogged heavily and with some gusto his hand was on her breast, as he tweaked her nipples her arm was around his neck as their tongues entwined, he lifted up her top and felt her hard nipples, she gasped again.Jeff pushed her against the over bent down to lick her nipples through her bra, Donna ran her hand through his hair as her nipples. "Give me back my body!" she sobbed. "I didn't take your body," I said harshly, roughly pushing her away. I looked around, noticing my mahogany hair shift positions. Jennifer wore her hair short, but it was still longer than I was used to. "I think this happened to everyone." "I'm Catalina Richards now!" she shrieked. "And don't you want to find out why?" Over time, I've found that a bit of asperity is the best cure for hysterics. She calmed down and looked at me with confusion. "What happened?". Josh was again out in the yard mowing when my husband again brought up the idea of me showing off my new thong bikini in front of him. A week ago I wouldn’t had even gave it a thought of teasing such a young man but this time the idea of it had me super aroused. My husband didn’t have to ask twice as I ran into the bedroom to change. I then headed down to the kitchen in my tight thong bikini as my husband stood by my side. I had gotten right to the door to head outside when I suddenly got cold.