And though all of this took only a few precious moments, I worried that while doing so, Lucille would indeed begin to have second thoughts, reservatio...s about what the two of us were about to do, not to mention of where we were about to do it. Satisfied how I had parked the car, I glanced into the back seat expecting to see her. Not until I actually looked over the seat itself and saw her lying there did I realize that she had completely removed her clothing, using both her blouse and skirt as. The next item of clothing was a uniform much like her own. The difference being mine was much shorter, ending just below the cheeks of my ass. She tied a white apron around my waist, pushed me to the full length mirror, and knelt down behind me.The image before me was shocking. I not only looked feminine, I was even attracted to myself. I knew I needed to battle back, reclaim my will, and somehow resist this witch of a woman.I gasped as I felt her head move beneath my skirt. Then she did. I finished my recordings and scrolled down to my home.From that day I used to go to her house regularly as I want to fuck her to the wildest satisfaction of her life, just wanted to make her addict to my fucking desires. I go to her home whenever her husband is there. This is just to ensure that her husband, that is my uncle don’t want to doubt. They are a lovely couple but my uncle is kinda weak as he is aging. So probably I guess he won’t have an interest in giving his wife the best. “That's your solution?”“Trust me,” I said. “We'll get along when he sees me turn his wives into my sluts. And he'll love me after I unleash them upon him. In my experience, even the most frigid wife is eager to love her husband once I've bred her. Once I've shown her all the joys her body has to offer. Hot, right?”“You just cant 'fuck world leaders' wives and think that they will at all respect you or our country,” Henry said, his cheeks red. He clutched his podium now, his knuckles going.