I had just parked the car and noticed my husband down the block speaking to a young woman. I could tell by her body language and the way she was look...ng at him just how bad she wanted him…I walked up to them, said hi Babe and gave him a kiss. She was suddenly startled when I said who’s your friend? She said suddenly “I, I was just asking for directions” I laughed and said no need to be startled hun…woman to woman…I can tell how bad you want my husband. She blushed and slightly looked away. There was a rushing sound in my ears, muffling his voice ashe said to me."Oh yea, come on you fucking slut" "Oh yea take your Masters cock deep inside you, you fucking whore" Fuck yea, feel your husbands big hard cock in your nasty little fuck-hole you cunt"He was fucking me frantically now, not caring about me at all, onlyinterested in his own pleasure. There was a squelching sound when hepushed inside me, I was almost hallucinating with the experience."Ohhh ohhhhh ohhhhhhh" I cried in rhythm. Now mortified she excused her self and began closing the door, just as the door closed he muttered the word “MILF.” She ran upstairs to change out of her wet clothes when suddenly she heard the door open. Looking down she realized that she had forgotten to close the door properly, so she ran back downstairs and slammed the door shut. Now back upstairs, she walked into the walk-in closet and began undressing taking her shirt and sweat pants off; when suddenly the door rang again. Her first. He frowned. "I don't understand. What?" he asked.The woman grasped an arm and turned him, until he faced a mirror. Allen gasped. The old woman was holding the arm of... a babe? But that was impossible. Wasn't it? The facts began to click in Allen's brain. Assuming that this was possible, the reflection he saw in the mirror would explain a lot. The long blonde locks were what had been tickling his back. The large bosoms were weighing down his chest, causing the tugging and swaying sensations..