I hope you are happy. Carlis tightening now getting ready to spew his cum in your realwoman pussy. I will have my lover Franks cum soon. So enjoyCarl'... cum Sharon. I can tell she does.The unthinkable happens next. Frank (Honey?) stops fucking myass. He pulls his cock out (Sweetie?). He grabs my hair andforces me back into Sharon's freshly fucked woman cunt. NoFrank. Please No. No more of that pussy juice (Darling?) even ifit has been flavored with man cum. It is just too terrible. Itdoes not. I smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Jami. How are you this evening?"He replied in the dreamiest voice, "I am well thank you. I have beenwatching you from across the room. I am intrigued. My name is Marco."Marco was rather tall, about 6 foot two. He had this lovely dark blackwavy hair and the deepest brown eyes. He smiled with perfect teeth andwonderful lips. Damn, I was thinking like a woman. He was well builtwith nice shoulders and an athletic waist. But the thing I noticed washis. For a year now every third Friday a note would appear on her desk. "I'll be there at 10:00p.m please be ready for me" They always stated the same thing. Except for the first one. She pulled the cotton dress over her head and neatly folded it laying it on her desk, the short silk black slip clung to her body, accentuating her full breast and curved hips. The black stockings giving her legs a shimmering affect as she slipped off her plain brown shoes and replaced them with the blacked spiked. Hope you have your best sarees ready”.She lovingly shook her head and we decided to have dinner. On the dinner table, I asked her where she wanted to take the pictures.“In my bedroom of course with the white wall as the background so no one can trace it back”. I agreed.“Mom is smart”, I said to myself.Also, we had made a list of all the prospective female clients we were going to send the pictures to. It was just a matter of time and I was feeling an uncomfortable tingle on my manhood but.