”She stood up and walked over to the wall. I watched as she jutted out her ass for me as I stepped up behind her. She spread it once more for me and...I slid my cock inside her tight hole. I pushed her up against the wall, slipping my hand under her arm and up to her throat. I loved her throat; it felt so vulnerable in my hand and she seemed to relish it.I slammed my cock into her butt, feeling her push back against me. She groaned loudly as I pulled a little too hard on her neck. I was pushing. What actually happened to me is by-the-by. I have been dealt a new hand and have had to learn to play accordingly." I said hotly. "I have to say though, you've been a real help." She smiled and reached out and put her hand on my knee."You've turned out to be a very pretty girl though." she said."Thank you." I replied, noticing that the hand hadn't left my knee and now was stroking it gently.I didn't know what to do about that. I had that sense of déjà vu and a sense of helplessness as well. I. He eventually asked if he could getchanged so I led him to his room and left him alone.It took an hour before I saw him again. But this time it was not a boybut a very pretty girl. He had on a short black circle mini skirt and atight black t-shirt showing a small pair of breasts. I had not noticedthose before when he was in boy mode. He wore fishnet stockings and apair of low heels. He had let his hair down and put on a little makeup.In front of me stood a girl. Samuel had gone and Sam had. Donna was quite a looker and she and Laura would often call themselves, The ‘Slut Sisters.’ Laura would often tease me by asking if I’d love to fuck Donna. Of course, I would love to fuck her, but you just out and out say it to your wife.”“We had made a date to go to the Hen House for New Year’s. Jeff was all over Laura, as usual sneaking feels of her tits, and sliding his hands under the short dress she loved to wear. I knew Laura wasn’t wearing any panties that night. Donna wasn’t being.