She'd invited a about a dozen or so guests.Although I was now sporting a shelf of size 'D' boobs, the things thatcaught my attention were the changes ...to my face. My nose wasn't muchsmaller, but it was perfectly straight, it used to be pointed down ahair and now it was level. My lips had been plumped ever so slightly,and whenever I parted them I thought of a perfectly pink vagina.They'd ordered in food, so I wouldn't have to cook, just serve. Laurahelped me get dressed as Rebecca greeted the. He was a young tall muscular dark skin Italian with huge hands as we shook. I think I have seen him in the bank once or twice but wasn't sure. My husband was mingling in the crowd and left me talking to Tony as he was eyeing me up and down. He smelled so good I had to ask him what was he wearing and he laughed and said a black thong (just k**ding) he said he wasn't sure. He asked me what I did for a living and I told him whoever I can as I smiled and said (just k**ding). I looked down at his. I imagined Chad really fucking me, with his body pumping back and forth, with his hair slashing against his head, and his hard cock sliding in and out of my cunt. I could practically hear his dirty talk, which was music to my ears.It didn’t take long before I got off. I let out a loud scream— after all, I had my whole place to myself— as my ass squeezed down hard around my fingers. All my pent-up tension and anxiety came to a head, and my cum came gushing out of me. I fell back against my. “Hi Dave,” both her parents said. “Hi. So, Emma, are you ready to go?” “Yes!” she said cheerfully. “Dave, before you go,” her mother started, “will you be at Emma’s party next weekend?” “Sure he will,” Emma answered for me. “Right?” “Apparently, I’ll be there,” I laughed. “Great, now let’s go!” Emma said. Emma and I got into the car. The drive to the swimming pool would take up about half an hour. Emma tried to conceal her smile, but was unable to do so. “You’re in an awfully good mood,.