I could feel it taking me over. In just one week it seemed that I had learnt all of her life story, its detail filtering into me, my own past becoming...blurred as it was over written. I was confident that once back in my own body I would be able to laugh about this, but at the moment it seemed that James Burton was someone else, not me. Sarahs personality was overpowering me, the male that had been ghosted into her body last week was fading away from me. I was scared. My mouth was talking to. Later that day my wife went shopping at the mall with Alexis and Britt. They were gone for quite a while and returned well after dinner time. I was watching a football game and drinking a few beers when they got home. They must have been tired from their day of shopping because they all went to bed shortly after getting home and left me to the tv by myself. At some point the combination of yardwork and the six pack i drank kicked in and i fell asleep on the couch. Britt being in the house. He then asked me to shift to the corner seats as the theatre was empty as it was an early morning show.While we were shifting, he pushed me down to the ground, lay on top of me, unzipped his pants and placed his bulge in my bare pussy and started humping me. I was getting turned on again. All my juices were on his underwear. He took his dick out and put it inside my mouth. I licked the top and slowly thrust him while gently massaging his balls. I couldn’t take it anymore and asked him to fuck. I pushed. It was so tight and felt so delicious! I gradually pushed it further, and soon had it pushed all the way in. And Sheila was pushing back against me as if she wanted more! She started pulling away but stopped and pushed again. She wanted me to fuck! I started slowly and then gradually worked up 'til I was fucking it with abandon! Sherry was giving me encouragement, like "Fuck that little slut! Give it to her good! Give her what she deserves! She wants it, the little slut! She needs.