He brandished his cock at her. The woman glanced at her husband and daughter writing like a pair of horny minxes, lust and indecision warring on her f...ce, then her eyes flicked back to Kyles cock. Come get me, big boy, she purred like a cougar, spreading her legs. Her panties were missing, and a neatly trimmed, black bush beckoned. Momma wants to devour you. Kyle climbed up the bleachers to her, leaning over her and shoving his cock into her wet, hot depths. Her thighs wrapped around his cock,. She turned to her table and resumed applying fresh make- up for the next take."I sure hope that they get it right this time?" She said out loud.A 'gopher' came knocking on her dressing trailer's door, yelling out. "Five minutes, Miss Twain!" Thanks Gerry," she answered back, but he was already running back to the director.A few minutes later, she emerged from the trailer and headed back to the Diner for yet another take. Passing a mirror, she glanced at herself and had to admit that her manager. Still, it meant going out in public - where others could see him and point and stare and laugh. Even if only he and Kim knew the magical cause of the changes, if reality had changed to where everyone else thought he'd always had breasts, it was far from common to see a man with H-cup boobs. It was inevitable that people who didn't know him would point and stare.Kim retrieved his baggy sweatshirt and a huge, ill-fitting jacket. She knew they would be inadequate to hide Joe's knockers, but it. She needed his touch and he was finally giving it to her. She did not know how long she needed it, but she finally got it and there was nothing more that she wanted from this world than his touch. Feeling him prob her and knowing that she was sopping wet made her even more pleased. She knew he was happy with her, even after all this time.When the next finger slid into her she moaned again. Her entire world collapsed to this one moment in time, and nothing else mattered at this moment that.