"I shook my head at that and suddenly wondered what the hell I was doing. I was somehow stuck in my teacher's body and here I was playing dress-upand ...goofing around. I should be freaking out or at the very least tryingto make some sense of what was going on. Instead I realized that whatI'd been doing was distracting myself from the very serious problem I nowhad.With that in mind I went to the living room and sat down, trying to thinkabout what might have caused this strange situation. I. Her son Terry and she sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone, she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if he wanted to Friday or Saturday night. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up, he asked. Barry pulled the knife out leaving a pocket in her tit through the wound where her nipple used to be. He inserted his finger in her new hole to feel the inside of her. The warmth and softness turned him on, but clearly did not have the same effect for her. Gradually adding more fingers one at a time in her wound he found that he was eventually able to stretch the nipple hole large enough to accommodate his whole hand. His cock had already grown for it full size and hardness but he did not have. I can feel my vaginal walls fluttering without making any internal contact. I'm completely open to the deepest parts of my pussy. More photos though. Standing in front of the full length mirror on the inside of my closet door. I keep the camera high so it blocks my face, and take seven photos. With my legs apart, together, pushing up a boob, pulling on my slick pussy lips, etc. He got me into this and I have to admit it's added something more to the oomph of playing with my collection of.