I could get it set up again if you want. I just need to copy the model number off this laser printer first.”“So sexy,” she laughed and went into...the bathroom. While she was there I copied the the model number into an email, sent it, and launched the dirty roulette site. She came out of the bathroom, checked her phone, and got into bed. I turned the laptop screen towards her. “Oh my god,” she laughed, “put that away.” I hit START and pushed the keyboard toward her. She sighed and shook her head. I swallowed as much as I could, but the rest spilled out of my lips onto the floor. I felt something at my backdoor and realized they had lubed up a butt plug and were inserting it into my ass, obviously to stretch it out for use later. I was glad John didn?t just let them tear my ass apart with their big hard sticks. The more they took turns on me the more aggressive they became. Fucking my pussy and mouth with fury they began writing on my ass and back. Some of the words I could make out as. ."She rocked with an explosive orgasm. What a great release from stress, she thought to herself. With a blush in her cheeks, she got ready for her dinner appointment with her friend Barbara. Chrissy had a mental agenda for the conversation, and tried to think of how to steer the conversation in that direction. After all, it was Barbara who titillated her with tales of her sexual adventures.When the evening was over, Chrissy wrote in her journal:"What an extraordinary dinner with Barb! I was. "Oh. OK. So you are a transvestite out for a little public frolic.Enjoying the outing?" she smiled."I would like to get in the car now," he said as he got to the car."You put yourself in front of me. For my amusement. I didn't force you toprance around in women's clothes. You know, I have a dick in my pantstoo. I'm a guy just like you are," she struck a suggestive pose andwinked at him.She looked so feminine. Mark was really stunned at this."Are you really?" he said eyes open in amazement."No!".