He pulled Vicky close and whispered to her, "Just work with me. We are all going to have fun!" "Monica, I'd like to find something that fits Vicky a...nd then I'll trade you out for what I purchased yesterday, okay?" "Yes, Sir, that will be fine." Monica almost glowed with pleasure in the day and in Sean's presence. Sean and Vicky wandered off to find something that would fit. Vicky whispered to Sean, "You can't return the panties." "I know," he whispered. "It's part of the plan." "What. We pulled into out little patch of wilderness. Negotiating the gravel drive and walk was a pain in five-inch heels. Another of the side effects. Neither of us could wear shoes without towering heels. The doctor said our Achilles tendons had shrunk so much that regular shoes were not an option. And the heels, plus our ridiculous hips and tiny waists, made us swivel and sway like streetwalkers with dildos shoved up their butts. Speaking of dildos, I needed to get longer lasting batteries for my. She was 5' 9" nice firm legs a killer ass and nice waist perhaps a little thick but for her age 60 years old nice, her tits were magnificent 44F. She always wore tops that showed them off. She was a widow, never had c***dren and never wanted any. Her husband died suddenly when she was 40 and left her well off, he had a large insurance policy. She would never have to work. She would from time to time go out to a bar. When she did she always dressed like a slut and would tease the young men at. I hadn't seen her this aroused for ages and the sight of another man fucking my wife threw me over the edge and I came into her mouth. She swallowed the lot.Mike was still thrusting away at my wife who was now playing with her clit. I lay next to her, took over and began stroking my cock back to life at the same time. She cried out that she was coming and as soon as she had finished, Mike pulled out and stroked his cock a few times before his spunk erupted from the end and spattered over my.