She nodded in agreement.She had her hand lightly roaming over my mound and squeezing lightly, exactly the way I like it. I placed my hands over her be...ind and pulled her closer while running my hands over her trousers and drawing my fingers over the panty lines. Habibi started unbuttoning my shirt from the top and eased the shirt backwards and ran her hands up and down my torso. She slipped her fingers in the waistband of my trousers and briefs and the feel of her fingers against my waist was. " Even so Jen, your Mum isn't happy about it, anyway I going for a shower, in the mean time I think you should go back to your own bed." Spoil sport."I grabbed a clean pair of under daks and went into the bathroom, when the shower was running at the right temperature I stripped off and chucked my used clothes into the laundry hamper, I then slipped into the shower.Starting to shampoo my hair I felt a cool breeze as the shower door opened, "Jen I hope that's not you." It's not Mum and she's the. The cursemust have somehow suppressed them before, but they were free now. Iremembered sitting down to pee, I remembered masturbating by rubbing myclit, and I even remembered having a period.I have been a man with female sex organs for two months, I just hadn'trealized it until now.Thinking about it carefully, I remembered I have had a pussy since themoment I agreed to lick my wife until her vagina returned to normal. AsI had been talking with Carl, there had been a tug in my groin, but Ihadn't. Her head remains there as ‘Careless Whisper’ starts up, and they slowly shuffle around the dancefloor together again, oblivious to everyone else around them. I can’t help wondering if Dad’s now hard, with her slim body pressed so close against him, for a good half hour now - knowing him, he will be! And more’s the point, can she feel his willing cock, upright against her midriff?Suddenly my observations are distracted by the bride, who’s noticed me sat alone and comes to keep me company. As we.