Sure enough, my body hair had fallen out and a minimal amount ofblond hairs had started to grow in, mostly just on my arms.I walked awkwardly over tow...rds a full-size mirror over by the dresser,stumbling once. I looked down at my feet, and something looked strangeabout them. The toes looked a bit shorter, and the toenails lookeddifferent: like they were someone else's feet.I didn't make it to the full-length mirror as pain in my feet made mecollapse forward onto my hands and knees. Both feet. I was happily married, after all, why would I need another man to pay me that kind of attention?So naturally, I had tried everything I could to stop this from happening again.I stopped wearing dresses and skirts, or tight-fitting clothes in general, thinking it was my full, womanly figure that had caused this misfortune. Gone were the cute blouses with deep cleavage that showed off my lovely plump breasts, and gone were the feminine skirts that hugged my ass, the ones that made James pounce on. That day I could see glow in my wife’s face as usual I went to the bed in the night after some time she gave me milk as I know what will happen if I drink that milk, I have thrown from the window without my wife’s knowledge after half an hour I have acted like I am sleeping as she is waiting for the chanceImmediately she jumped from the bed and went to the guest room after some time I too moved slowly towards that room and pushed the door slowly both of them are sitting on the bed and kissing. My sweet Anita gasped as the tip passed through her tiny anal ring. I held still in position for a moment before continuing to slide it inside her. She continued to suck on both dicks as I inched my own cock into her ass.I loved the way my sensual wife moaned as she sucked on my friends…I slowly inched my way deep inside her very tight anus and then gently rocked back and forth, building a steady motion; Anita loved it and she matched the same motion to how she sucked these hard cocks.I watched.