I wondered if the bartender had slipped some acid or PCP into my drink, because I definitely wasn't sober, but I wasn't drunk either, in fact I wasn't...even buzzed from the alcohol. I got up and walked over to the mirror and gazed at my reflection. I looked just as I always do, but I felt a little different. I ignored the feelings and walked back to my couch and sat down on it, grabbed the remote control and just as I was about to press the power button, I noticed my fingernails were a little. She looked like a stuffed turkey on thanksgiving; her tight cunt was stuffed with so much cock she gasped franticly for air. I had fucked my hot wife hard several times before, and, at eight inches, I considered myself quite big. But nothing like this; that bastard kid filled her tight pussy with so much cock the outline could be seen through her firm belly.She had never been fucked by such an immense cock; her nerves were on fire, sending impulses throughout her entire body. Her clit was so. ” I said to her, kissing. “I didn’t know it could be that good.” We kissed again, but this time I flipped her over, straddling her. “ I want to try and make you feel good Ms. H.” I said. I rarely ever called her that, but now it just seemed to fit. “Oh, Alice I need you.” “But I haven’t done this before.” I said and she just smiled. “Just do what feels natural, okay?” I nodded and peppered her neck with wet kisses. Her panties were still on, so I slowly with my fingers pulled it down,. In no timethe little hooks were fastened at the rear, I felt the pulling andtightening of the shoulder straps till it sat comfortable and to Mummy'ssatisfaction."Why do I have to wear one of these, I'm not a girl?" I keep trying tomake known."You will need to wear a bra once those little breasts of yours start todevelop, look at your nipples already they are developing nicely; don'tthey feel very sensitive when you touch them? Even young girls weartraining bras. Isn't it beautiful?" was her.