Charlotte and I were alone."Do you have any idea what she's talking about?" Charlotte asked me. She rewound the movie to the part Amy was watching and...we both watched it again."No clue, Char." We do look absolutely beautiful though, don't we? This is everything I dreamed it would be, and a thousand times more." It's amazing how she can say so much without even showing any privates or anything X-rated." I was amazed! The girl really is a genius." Absolutely." But what's this big mystery? Are we. OK, no biggie, I was beat from my trip.Now, going through my house, things looked odd. A sweater in the bedroom was not my wife's (as I said before, she is 5 feet talk, with big, beautiful 38D tits) With her ample breasts, my wife wears a large shirt, this sweater was a small. Then I noticed her 'toy' box out in the open and lingerie on the floor, again, not all my wife's. As intrugued as I was, I was tired too, so I layed down for some shut eye. I was awoken about 1:15 by our front door. Young and old...who now knew me. My role was irreversible...nothing would change it...nothing could change it. I found a good book...a good cup of coffee...and a great place in the corner of the large couch to relax. My gown fell open revealing my nude sex including my tattoo. I left it that way enjoying the relaxing feeling of my connection to Bobby gave me. About thirty minutes later I heard quiet noises and Bobby and Sybil slowly came down the hall. He was carefully supporting her as her. I watched with amazement as Hallie slowly lowered herself onto my cock, Emily guiding it all the way in, entranced by the sight of my cock disappearing into her friends fantastic little shaved pussy. Oh- Hallie said, sounding pleasantly surprised, Oh my gosh…you were right, Emily, he is really big! As she slowly rocked herself down onto my cock, she shifted her legs from a squat, so that she was sitting on her knees straddling me. Fuck, she was just as hot as Emily, and almost as tight! She.