It had been a long 6 weeks that John had spent away from Emma. It had seemed like they’d hardly had any time together that year but finally the summ...r had arrived and John was home with some time off. They decided to spend a weekend camping in the Welsh countryside. The plan was to pitch a tent in the middle of the wilderness where they were unlikely to be disturbed. After a couple of days discussing the trip, the idea of inviting some company had surfaced. John got on the phone and spoke to. The movement of his body slowed and she could sense his disappointment. Then he drew her closer and kissed her cheek softly. “It’s okay sweetheart. Why don’t we relax tonight? I’ll give you a massage and we can laze in that huge bath for a while. We’ll have all the time we need in Belize. Belize and beyond.”Erica held him, tearing up. “Thanks darling. Thank you so much.” He couldn’t know all the reasons for her gratitude. She clung mournfully to her cuckolded husband and danced away the last of. ” He explained.I smiled at him and reached out with my hand. He took a step closer and I grabbed his pants by the belt. I wasn’t about to waste any time. I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. I looked up to see him staring down in amazement. I slid his pants down to his ankles and held one leg of them to the floor while he stepped out, then the other. His boxer/briefs were tight and revealed his large bulge. I knew he had a big one because I’d seen him many times in change rooms and also. "Yes. Mr. Borsows." Last summer, my cousin and her husband took a cruise to some exotic island in the Mediterranean."When they came back after several weeks, she was a boar and he was a sow. But it didn't seem to bother either of them at all. And, as I always, if something doesn't bother the people it happened to, then it sure as hell doesn't bother me."Besides your honor, if you toss out the switch of genders, it wasn't really much of a change for either of them. My cousin has always been a.