I went to the kitchen, poured him a coke and then, in a fit of boldness, I undid the top two buttons of my blouse. When I bent forward my breasts woul... now be very visible. Returning to the living room, I did that as I gave the glass to Timmy. I held the pose for a few moments. I could see his eyes trying not to look but, in the end, he simply stared at my bare breasts with their now hardening nipples. As if nothing untoward at happened, I stood up, told him to enjoy the game and went back. Louder and louder debs moaned as I fucked her harder and harder. With quickening thrusts I let out a loud roar and pumped my seed into Debs cunt and as I rolled off deb slumped back to her pillow with my come leaking out from her well fucked pussy. As I rolled away I heard Shelley leave her bedroom and move to the bathroom, I sniggered to my self as she must off heard every thrust of me fucking her baby sister. Hearing Shelley move downstairs to the kitchen, I got up and visited the bathroom.. I was going to tell my husband that I'd be right back but he was so engrossed in talking that he hadn't even noticed me dancing never mind notice me going outside with a tall black African. The store, the church and the hotel were the only solid wooden structures there. The only other buildings were grass huts. That is except for a small wooden barn that we found when he took me around to the back of the hotel. He was kissing me and I was really drunk and just having an awesome time kissing him. "I always watch your kids when you'reout, Mrs. Burroughs." That must be why you look so familiar," said Joan. "Do you thinkyou could possibly be my husband?" she asked cautiously. "AlthoughI don't believe any of them, I've read stories in the tabloids aboutmen becoming women and women becoming men as a result of being caughtin the fluxing energies." You should believe them, Mrs. Burroughs. They're all true, I know,"replied Jill. "But I'm not your husband - I'm just Jill," shechuckled.