I loved her breasts. They're real - not pert, not firm but soft and pendulous and pillow-like. Touching them made me want to kiss them. I peeled her s...irt off."Peter, stop." She pulled away from me, "Jesus! No wonder you sleep with everyone you meet. You're insatiable!" OK, A, I'm not insatiable - I just love you. And B, I do not sleep with everyone I meet." So I didn't see you leer at Darrell?"I had to grin at that, "OK, yes, I did check out his ass. What, you don't think he's uh good lookin'. She paused briefly to shed her own robe completely, then renewed her sensuous journey down my belly, and finally back to my proud member. I drew my breath in sharply as she planted her full lips firmly on my cock head, and went to work. I lay under her, helpless to protest against her advances (like that would ever happen!), as she took more and more of my cock into her mouth. I watched her pretty head bob up and down on my pulsating cock, her tempo increasing as she sucked me a little. " "So..." Jen continued. "If we stayed where we were the couple would see us when they came through the gate. If we went down the hill, they'd definitely see us. All we could think of was doubling back a bit and hiding in the bracken. “We had to lie still so we could keep an ear out for approaching people. When we heard that couple pass, we went back to the wall, to see if there was anyone else approaching across the field. There were a couple of lads on their way up. By the way they were. "Who... who did you used to be?" she asked. "Eric Wright," I muttered. I went home on foot. The football field is a good mile away from my home, and half of that is uphill. Strangely- or maybe not so strangely- though, I didn't feel exhausted when I got there. Probably because my new body was in better shape than my old one. At my home, I found that- except for me- my family was more or less unchanged. My mother had been swapped with a woman who appeared to be about the same age as her, maybe a.