I sat and watched my wife get dressed. I always enjoy watching her dress. I made small talk as I watched her try on different bras. She decided on a h...lf cup pushup bra that made her thirty four b cup tits into beautiful little round globes. The nipples just nearly where exposed. She leaned over and wiggled to see if the nipples ever popped out. They never did. Then the blouse, the neck line came all the way down to the bra. It was a very classic look. She then stepped into her skirt and pulled. Her eyes fluttered open to see Shari standing over her, bucket in hand."Get up if you can! Otherwise Victoria becomes mine by default!"The exhausted young blonde was cramping so badly she clutched her lower abdomen, the tears running down her cheeks. She looked down in horror to see her vagina stretched and torn to the degree that the pop bottle which had caused her so much pain only last night, could now have been completely inserted into her without even touching her vaginal lips.She turned. She was not in any hurry to put them away, even when a few people stopped to watch. Then she looked around and dropped her shorts and panties to her knees for me. I was gazing at a very nice pussy with short trimmed pubic hair, puffy lips, and a protruding clitoris. Then she reached down and started playing with it as more people gathered around her. After she masturbated for me she pulled her clothes back on and asked for her T-shirt. She pulled it on over her other shirt then looked around. Atfirst she had him do it into tissues and then into her hand which she made himlick clean. The hormones were having their effect and as he became more docileshe stopped touching him at all. After he had licked her pussy she would lethim jerk off on her feet. She began to make him feel guilty about the mess hehad made and soon had him begging to lick it up. So it was that oversix months she had turned Peter into Pansy. After Spring Break, he too haddropped out of school and now spent all his.