Then he took it into the den and handed it to his wife. She grunted acknowledgement, but Scott was more interested in the game. Something had changed ...here as well. He squinted and looked at the teams closely. The players had odd-looking pads on the fronts of their uniforms. Almost as if... There was a close up of the Cowboy's quarterback. A woman built like a Mack truck."Scott?" He blinked at Peggy's voice. "As cute as your ass is, it makes a better door than a window. Move over so I can see. My mind emptied along with the bladder. Flushing the toilet I turned my attention to the outline of Cassie behind the frosted glass, slender and coltish. Grinning to myself I joined her. She immediately insulted me."Wow. It's small," she said, staring at my flaccid pride and joy, her soapy hands pausing.I stared at her; sweet and young and sexy and naked and wet and gorgeous and in my shower. I loved how she looked like a drowned kitten, her hair wet and dark. I loved watching the rivulets of. I tried as hard as Icould not to speak, but my mouth answered anyway, with syrup. "Yes,ma'am." Act as they do."Gods, no, not that! My eyes lowered, but I saw my face change in the mirror. My jawunclenched and my eyes ...I looked like a scared doe!"Purrrfect. Now, don't you feel better?" No ma'am," I answered oh-so-soft. I tried to spot something to brainher with, a candlestick maybe, or a vase."I imagine ...you want to murder me about now, am I wrong?" No ma'am."She frowned. "I phrased. His cock was still hard and wet so itplunged into my waiting ass, without a problem. I moaned softly as hebegan to hump my moist fuck hole again. It didn't take us long to get backto the rhythm we had going earlier. His cock deeply piercing my ass, Icould feel his balls hitting me with silent slaps against my round asscheeks. My own cock was hard and being pushed into the sheet and making aslight dent under my stomach. It was wet with pre-cum and sliding on thesheets pleasuring me with a.