I explained that to make it up to me, she was going to have to do some things, and follow my directions exactly. If she did this, then everything woul... be fine, and she could even continue with her ‘friends’…as long as she followed my commands over the weekend. She was a bit scared by the look she gave me, but she agreed, as she didn’t want to get divorced, and she did want to keep playing with her new ‘friends’.The next morning, I picked out an outfit for her to wear that day. It was a very. Then she attacked her lover’s clit. It was erect. She couldn’t see but Maggie eyes were bulging and her small tits were conical and hard. Her mouth was open and she was staring the ceiling as if something was going to fall from it. Mary Jane kept on sucking her clit long after Maggie squirted her juices in her face. Mary Jane rolled off Maggie and lay down next to her, rubbing her hard tits and her tummy. Mary Jane opened her legs and began to rub her cunt slowly with one hand. She turned her. My heart stopped beating for a moment. She was dressed up like a Catholic schoolgirl in a white blouse and dark skirt that swirled around her mid-thighs. Her hair fell down her back in two long braids. ‘Evening everyone,’ she said cheerfully. I was speechless. When I finally tore my eyes away from her I saw that all the men were just as stunned as I was. The women looked surprised, except for Gretchen. That figured. I’d never thought myself susceptible to that male fantasy, but the evidence. Stephanie fumbles to turn off the alarm and stumbles out of bed, failing to notice one of her nipples falling out of her skimpy worn nightie as she does so. She walks through her house to the bathroom, where she washes her face. She glances in the mirror at her 23-year-old self: her big wide eyes, her prominent large nose, her soft puffy lips, her long wavy blonde hair. Her big round breasts stand out like headlights on her nubile curvy body as her nightie slowly slips further down.