Albert had buried his third rich and elderly wife just four months ago. She had died of a massive heart attack on their third wedding anniversary. Now single again, he decided to have a little bit of fun before searching for his next wife.
At a singles bar, he met 65-year-old Gemma.
They hit it off immediately and started dating.
Three weeks after they met, after a night of drinking, dancing, and romance, they decided to finally sleep together. The sex was energetic, creative, and extremely enjoyable.
Gemma experienced an orgasm like she had never felt before, and then everything went dark for Albert.
Unbeknownst to him, the woman he had just been intimate with had slipped her soul out of her body and into his. It was only when he heard a voice echoing around him, urging him to remain calm, not to panic, and not to fight what was happening, that he started to worry.
After a few seconds, he could see and hear everything, yet had no control over her body; he was now a passenger in her own eyes. he watched as his body climbed out of bed, looked down at the him he had, said, "You were not a band vagina, but it's time to have a cock once again."
Hours later, he awoke again, disoriented and confused, not knowing who he was, where he was, or what was happening.
He was alone in the hotel room he had booked for her.
He was now an old woman, and he was horeny,
I AM AN OLD WOMAN!
I HAVE TITS!
I HAVE A PUSSY!
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
I HAVE A PUSSY!
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO?
That was good.
I like that.
I am getting wet!
OMG WHAT A RUSH!
2 Weeks of looking for his old body with no luck left him unhappy
But a woman he met in a bar one night helped him get over it.
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