I was staring at a laptop, praying that I had an answering email.Could life get any weirder?Let's see...At forty-three years old, I died in a car / tr...ck accident and got miraculously misplaced into the body of a dying fourteen-year-old boy. The boy suffered massive head injuries, which necessitated agonizing several surgical procedures, and barely survived.The mother of the fourteen year old was smoking hot and as attracted to me as I was to her, and we had an extraordinary love affair.Yep.. I stood there at attention with some pre-cum glistening on the head of my cock. My wife reached out with one finger and pushed the head toward the floor. When it was looking about straight at the girls she let it go and it smacked against my lower stomach. The girls giggled and she let each one of them try it. I sure wanted to go along with it then. As each girl touched the soft head and pushed down she would smile up at me before letting it smack my belly. Francine was last and she tried to. How had all this happened?There was no reason for him to change now - he hadn't perspired thatmuch, and anyway Jenny and mom were making noises as to how hungry theywere, so he followed them into the dining room to have breakfast. There,he felt totally strange sitting there in his little white dress,seemingly accepted as a fellow female by his mother and sister, andbeing respectfully addressed as 'master David' by Maria, Deanna, andMolly as they moved around the dining room. New developments. On the third time in, Darlene's screams turned into a shuttering orgasm that resembled a quivering death. Darlene screamed, moaned, whined and made a****l noises she never knew were inside. This was the very first orgasm of her life and it was massive, like a 10.0+ earthquake! Darlene was exhausted and shaking but Master Q was certainly nowhere near finished with her, in fact, he had hardly begun. He was well experienced in breaking white bitches. He knew he must completely break her and own.