I was finished. I was now Petra Sellers, mother of Jennifer Sellers, 62years old. I looked in the mirror and an old uncertain naked ladylooked back.Fi...nally came the clothing: old fashioned panties, 'sensible' fleshcoloured panty hose, a big bra, a woollen skirt, low heeled brownshoes, a white cheque blouse and a long blue soft cardigan with goldenlining.She grabbed firmly and gave me a big hug, saying: 'Oh mummy!'It was weird but strangely, I liked it.'Come, let's go back to my bedroom, mummy.'. She still felt that the tiny blonde was so fragile, she might break if handled too roughly."Good morning," Danielle gave her loveliest smile."Good afternoon, you mean," Rose kissed her once more."You keep that up and I'll have your pussy for breakfast instead of food," Danielle whispered."That's dessert, baby. We have to fill our tummies with num nums. We need food for energy so we can get back to making love." Scrambled!" Danielle exclaimed."What?" If you were going to ask me how I want my. I go inside and this weird feeling overcomes me. I notice a fire burning in the fireplace. And notice candles lit on the table and coffee is ready. My mind starts to wonder if you are here yet I walk in the room and look around me. Nobody is in the room now I am confused. Did I miss something or am I going crazy already? I walk further and I hear a little noise coming from the bathroom. Carefully I walk to the door and listen carefully. I hear someone singing a lovely song. My heart is beating. ..f.....u......c....k........me. That was fantastic – a mini-multiple.He had said nothing and almost at the moment I had relaxed after one of my best orgasms – he came.I could feel him going really hard and fast which had bought me on and I had cum, then he slowed down and I could feel the difference in his cock inside me ---- he was grunting and each time he did – I could feel him jerk as he was obviously pumping loads of his semen into me ......as I could feel him grunt and spurt I told him.