She was wearing a tank top that accented her small breasts, and a short skirt ,she actually had a nice looking body. I watched as she sat there smokin... ,she seemed to be looking at something ,then he appeared. He was a young man,he walked up and they began to talk then handing her some money.She is a hooker I thought and she was using my backyard,now I was wondering what I should do. I couldn't help but watch as she pulled his pants down and started stroking his cock eventually taking him in. Gradually the blue mist lifted and as Jack stood before thePerspex the reality of his wife's madness caused him tocollapse.Keith opened his eyes to the sight of Dr Lowe slumped upagainst the chamber and as he lifted his hand shock grippedhim for it was not his hand. His fingers were now moresmaller and slightly plump.Then he looked down at his own slumped body.Jack finally found the strength to open the chamber and ashe did he now looked upon a very sad looking greyish hairedmiddle aged woman.. You lick and nibble your way down my neck slowly listening to me whimper and moan “please” I say “please what?” I whimper as you continue to nibble, suck and bite my neck I shiver and squirm with what you are doing wetness oozing from my pussy onto the bed. I feel you bite one of my nipples and cry out in surprise and moan in pleasure as you bite and suck one nipple whilst pinching and pulling the other one only to switch sides and do it over and over again “Please” I say again you just chuckle. I glance over and then up. It’s an African-American guy, maybe six-four or six-five. He’s pretty big.“This? It’s Cambozola.” I look at the sticker on the front. It has a drawing of a wedge of cheese on a cutting board. For some reason I always thought it was a picture of mountains. Guess you have look sometimes.“Is it good?” he seems genuinely interested.I laugh.“Actually I don’t like it,” I say and he looks confused.“My husband likes it a lot. Puts it on burgers. I don’t like bleu cheeses,.