.Part 3: JONATHAN'S STORYAfter that fateful morning when the guys and I discussed our future, mydoctor suggested that after 50 years of raising chicke...s, I wasdefinitely going to need a change of pace or I wouldn't see 60. "Inaddition to your body being broken down by all those 20 hour days, youhave been exposed to that treated chicken feed. Some others who havebeen exposed to that develop female hormones in their bodies. You mightwake up one day with soft breast tissue - or failing male. No...”“You want this,” Marsha replied. “I know you want this. You know you want this.” She kissed Jennifer’s lips, caressed the back of her head and slipped her tongue against her teeth. Jennifer relaxed her jaw and Marsha explored her mouth with her tongue.They kissed long, passionate kisses. Then, Marsha covered Jennifer’s chest and breasts with soft kisses. “Oooh ... You are moist,” she remarked as she tongued Jenny’s nipples.“Vodka’s making me warm ... sweating...” Jenny pulled her blouse. Oh shit, it had been so long. Back in high school she had fucked a few guys, some were good, some not so good. She'd never had one this size and she wondered how close it was to Charles' 'huge cock'. The thoughts of a real cock so big, throbbing between her legs caused Amy to become more wet, to allow the dildo to stretch her and go further than her fingers reached. She found a good depth and began fucking herself with the dildo while circling her clit with her fingers. She was soon moaning in. So let us continue from where I left.So our dining table was set at our house as the play area. All of them, including Daniel, sat there for starting the game. As decided, I was to arrange drinks and snacks for all of them.The hard part was that all 4 of them could touch and feel me while I was serving drinks and snacks to them in front of my husband. It was totally a different kind of feeling. I was never touched this way by anyone other than my husband. So for the first round, Ismail said,.