Oooohhh … Mmmmm! she cooed. Her pussy lips were stretched taut around the handle. She lay there for a moment, enjoying the feel as her pussy got use...d to it. Then she put her feet flat down on the bed and pulled them to her asscheeks. Her pussy was wide open and ready for fucking. Slowly, she pulled the brush back out. But before the tip emerged from the depths of her cunt, she pushed it back in. Rippling through her spine, pleasure filled her brain. She pulled the brush back, then drove it deep. Her breasts are much bigger, full and firm, and her hips, although wider now, has a natural, seductive sway when she walks. Yes, even after twenty years of marriage, and ten more pounds added, I still thought Karen as hot. I’ve told her so, a number of times, and although she thanked me for the compliments, I don’t think she really believed me. The mirror is telling her a different story. The second subject for my little experiment is an even bigger enigma than Karen. Gloria Resik has been a. "Never mind," he grinned, his eyes glinting in the dimly lit hall. "I think I know where we should start looking first."Grasping her hand, he pulled her firmly into his bedroom and kicked the door shut. "Don't want to be interrupted by Danni this time," he said by way of explanation. Before Nicole had a chance to pass comment on this unexpected turn of events, she was silenced into submission by his mouth.Rob knew damn well that he was pushing things, but he felt powerless to stop. Seeing her. She’d lived so long with her husband’s deficient girth, and though the party ended with her exhausted and with aches where she hardly knew she had body parts, she’d never felt so satisfied either.It was a complete fiction, of course, but the story provided my wife Cynthia and I with the same pleasure as always. I did my husbandly duty, worshiping her lubricious quim with my tongue as she read the story out loud with her legs spread. But best of all was that we knew who had written the story..