The husband was well-endowed and his wife had the sweetest tasting pussy I had encountered ever since Betty Box way back in high school in the midnigh... hours of prom night and me with a tummy filled with vodka and a pussy that enjoyed Betty’s tongue almost as much as my taste-buds enjoyed her pretty little pussy all soft and willing and covering my entire face with her slick juice as she pulled out all the stops and let me have her essence in a way I never forgot.Irma Brown had a similar. No matter how much I travel I always miss it when I'm home, but I always feel lonely on the road. It seems hard to remember the last time a woman kissed my lips, wrapped her body around me and pulled me into her body ... thrusting, pumping, sweating, screaming as we..."Hey, you okay?" A voice snaps me from my erotic daydream and I find myself looking at a very attractive woman in a short flower print sundress. "You know it's not healthy to drink alone. You are here alone aren't you?" Her. However, when I remembered what Molly had told me, I let out afaint sigh. I would be back to normal at midnight. All I had to dowas... I gulped, blushing at the thought. All that I had to do was havesex with Sheila. "One hell of a strange cure," I muttered to myself. But a momentlater, I couldn't resist grinning, "Like I wouldn't do that anyway..." With that, I took another look down at myself, wondering if thiswas really what Sheila wanted. Molly had assured me that it was, and Ihad no reason. "Oh, die Sachen stehen dir gut", machte Petra Marcy ein Kompliment, diesich inzwischen angezogen hatte, "passt alles?" Ja, auch die Pumps, wei?t du Petra, ich bin richtig gl?cklich." Gl?cklich?", fragte Petra ungl?ubig."Ja, mein Leben habt ihr zwar total ver?ndert, aber in den letzten Tagenkonnte ich viel nachdenken, ?ber alles, was fr?her war und so." Und?", fragte Petra."Na ja, wenn wir nach Hause kommen, also, ich bin doch jetzt eine Frauund was werden die Leute sagen?" Oh, dar?ber mach' dir.