My heart was pounding by now,and my ex wife was also getting into the “zone” as she was making sure whoever had come into the room was getting a v...ry good view of her spread arse and pussy as she slowly rode me up and down.The door then closed, and although it was almost dark I could make out the outline of Greg getting undressed at the foot of the bed (we had also pre agreed that through all of this, no words should be spoken…again at my ex wife’s request). After he was naked, and without so. I know you did not harbor such desires. You are probably wondering: why me, then? Why not some tranny? Well, at least now you know how difficult it is to transform a man. Yes, it is possible, as you can now so obviously tell. But without my powers, your internal organs would explode and you could as well land in 1944. Do you know what I mean by 1944? I hope so. I am giving you a sui generis opportunity here! You will not only learn how to walk in heels, but you will also learn how to twirl. And. "Smiling and cupping my breast he said. "Fuck, is that the word you are searching for?"That made me smile. "Yes I guess it is. About four months I think" I replied. "It was some time, weeks actually before we separated."Oh poor you, that must be awful," Carey whispered her arms still cradling my head as she gently stroked my hair. "That bastard has to lot to pay for."I smiled, "Oh it's not too bad Care, you get used to it you know." Never," she retorted firmly, "I could never get used to going. "Oh my God, yes, since I first saw you!" I whispered back. She sat down opposite me and helped herself to my wine. She reached into her small clutch-purse and produced a cigarette case and a Dunhill lighter, in a flash she'd clicked a cigarette alight the instant I felt a very skilful foot squeezing my semi-hard cock.I didn't see her move an inch, but I then felt two feet stroking my cock, under the legs of my baggies !And not like a foot-rub either, her feet worked in perfect unison, they.