The next night was the same but with a different man. Again I ran out of tape before mom drained the man dry. The third night was vastly different. Fo... one thing I had five thirty minute tapes with me - I wasn't going to run out again. Mom walked into the room and was followed by not one, but four men. She slipped her dress over her head, unhooked her bra, stepped out of her panties and then did a twirl in front of the men and asked, "You like?" The men murmured their approval and then she. .period.The mask made a whirling sound as the sequence of events began. He had no idea what this mask would do to him or how it would change him. As a completely functional woman, he wondered how it could change him anymore than he was.His vision cleared as the VR in the mask took over. He was sitting on a bed. A comfortable bed with a plush comforter and a wooden headboard. Beside him sat a man, his arms muscular and his chest bare. That was not all that was bare. Tom's eyes moved down his. I had taken to using either of our sons' rooms. It was just easier to leave it under a pillow instead of hiding it in our room ,and having hubby think he wasn't enough for me!So this was pretty much how life was until that fateful ,life changing event.Julie the friend I mentioned earlier was a proper little gym bunny, where as I now ,nearing fifty was carrying a bit too much padding ,or so I thought .My breasts ,whilst always full, heavy ,okay BIG, had been caught up to by the rest of me! The. But most of all, she wished. She wished he wasn’t done. She wanted him to continue. When she heard his zipper, she smiled to herself. He wasn’t done yet.The two hands grabbed her hips and lifted, pulling her to her knees. Her face rested on the floor and her ass stuck in the air. She felt his cock tease her pussy, his head rubbing against her clit, sliding against her lips, coating itself in her juices, but never slipping in. She started to whine and moan, hating herself for giving in so much.