There's no mistake -- it's my husband's face.And yet ... yet it's not his face. It's softer, smoother. It's lost thehardness of masculinity. I swear, ...hose lips are fuller and form acupid's bow that wasn't there yesterday. Sun flecked or not, she'sdefinitely not my husband. I'm confused.She hears me stirring and opens her eyes. "Hey," she says in a huskyvoice. "G'morning."Ohmygawd, she has my husband's voice. You think after 12 years ofmarriage I wouldn't recognize my own husband's voice? It's. "DO IT!"I kneel behind you. I'm hard as never before, a full nine inches and correspondingly thick. I grab your hips and ram into you, splitting your ass wide open, and you scream, one pure note that sounds like it could shatter every piece of glass in the house. Your ass is so tight it takes me three or four thrusts to fill you completely, your muscles locked tight. I ram hard in and out of you, not knowing or caring if this feels good to you. Somehow you're keeping your balance on your hands. ’ She looked around, wondering where the voice had come from. A look into the mirror provided the answer. Her reflection stood staring at her, hands crossed across its chest and one foot tapping impatiently. Janice just glared back, her expression a mixture of incredulity and fear. ‘What did you say?’ ‘You heard me. What, have you suddenly gone deaf?’ No, she hadn’t gone deaf but Janice certainly thought that she was losing her mind. ‘No, I … ‘ ‘You what? You know, Janice, you’re turning into a. And a thump. . thump. . ' sound came out. Those fleshy buttocks were jumping up and down and I was sure that she had fire inside. She was moaning and crying and he was enjoying it. I did not know how he had so much strength to do it. He became a machine and she got weaker and weaker. And finally he groaned loud and pushed her hard against the bed. And I saw his lower body shaking. Yes, he was filling her with his thick cum. Mom was feeling the cum inside her ass for the first time in her.