Let's Watch And Jack Off

As she begins smearing soap over her full huge boobs, she turns her back to you which gives you the opportunity to open the door a little bit more to get a good view.

Wendy's actions had appeared to have slowed down. It was as if she was acting out as wished in a porno movie. Her actions are slow and teasing as if it was for the camera or a show for the invisible man in the bathroom or in this case you. Wendy turns round to give you a better view. She oozes sap from the sponge over her left breast, fuck! Her body was amazing, and her tits were spellbinding.

After using soap over the left, she repeats the process for the right. Now normally soap will run down the body, but as it got to the end of her breast it was like a cliff, the soap dropped off in soapy clumps. You couldn't help but grasp your manhood and stroke it in appreciation for your wife to be's display.

Wendy looked down at her monumental boobage with a sense of Pride lust and enjoyment. You could clearly see that her actions were making her incredibly horny. She continues to add more soap and smears it from one breast to another, her tongue licks the top lip as she's slowly glides off one nipple across to the other.

The sensitivity appeared to have had the better of her nipples, they were hardened with every stroke, squeeze and rub.

You can't hold back any longer, you decide to walk in and play it cool, after all she wasn't startled by her own appearance. You strolled into the bathroom with your massive hard-on "Morning Wendy! You look like you're enjoying yourself?"

"_Hmm what? Did you just call me Wendy? Who's Wendy I think you better explain yourself." _So much for keeping your cool, despite her anger she continued to squash and squeeze her big ditties as if that's all she was programmed to do. You apologise profusely as you scramble around her purse and look at her bank card. Miss Tessa Fowler, Holy fuck! It would appear that with modification came identity. You change your tactics...."Tessa oops, I'm half-asleep, I don't know why I would call you Wendy, forgive me.... Looking at you boobage distracts me every time."

"Hmm... I suppose these bad girls have that affect" She pouts as she pinches both nipples, "Can you leave me in peace now Brett, so that I can finish up!" Falling off guard, you abide by her wishes and leave the bathroom with that raging hard-on between your legs.

Your head whirls with thoughts... So if she's Tessa, then is she the real Tessa Fowler or is she just identical? And besides that point... Does the world see her as she is, or will her family and friends see her as a stranger! This needed further to experiment, but right now you're getting find a game plan to Bang Wendy... We I mean Tessa ASAP! Sitting on the edge of your bed, you conjure up a plan to fuck her first and answer these questions later.