My hand was busy also fondling his cock through his pants...it was made sexier because he never wore underwear either when we were together and his pe...is and testicles moved easily in my caressing hand. The excitement was heightened knowing we were in public and the odds were great that someone had seen our sexual activity. When we got off the bus it took a couple of minutes before his huge erection subsided .. he never took any steps to hide the considerable bulge in his pants…he loved the. I just gave up. It was too hard to keep looking. Too many disappointments. So many hurts. Hope became a dangerous thing for me. But it was always you. I have been waiting for you all my life.”At this Phyllis reached out with extended finger tips and took one of my hands as she looked down at the floor as if to make confession.“David and I met at a parents-teacher conference. He was a widower, fatherly, caring, handsome, employed, seemingly having his act together. It wasn’t one of those instant. ‘Typical male.’ ‘Just telling it like it is babe.’ Smiling down at him, she said, ‘Mikhail, there is something I really have to tell you before we go any further.’ ‘What babe?’ distracted by her body, he was only half listening. ‘I love you Mikhail.’ Suddenly his hands stilled, and his eyes flew up to hers. ‘What did you say?’ ‘I said I love you, you big idiot.’ Grabbing his hands in hers, she held them, moving them away from where they were, holding her breasts, ‘I love you. I love the way you. But when he woke up this morning, he had big boobs, a small waist, a bald pussy and long, shapely legs. But as maddening as it was to find him in a woman's body, the weirdest part of it all was that it was his mother's body? Of all the women in the world it could have been, why was it his mother's body?It was creepy, he told himself as he stood staring at his mother's big, beautiful tits while he fingered her clit. He was touching his mother's clit—but no, now it was his clit! Fuck. It was so.