After exchanging names and enjoying our drinks the woman stood up after being prompted to do so by my fiancé. We made our way to the bedroom with me ...alming both of their asses but we quickly found out that the chemistry had to be altered to involve our new play toy. Next we learned that the girl couldn’t take dick and while Yvette was apprehensive about going down on another woman I took one for the team and showed her how it’s done. Unfortunately for my fiancée the woman that she chose was. "Condom!" I say, looking at Lauren."I'll get it," she answers, rolling off the bed and running down the hall. "Thanks," Kristina blushes. "I forgot." I lift her off of my cock as Lauren returns, tearing the package open. "Not a good thing to forget," I admonish Kristina. She nods sheepishly.Lauren has the package open and smiles at me as she rolls it down my slick pole. Kristina raises her body up and Lauren aligns my cock with her glistening pussy lips. She continues holding my cock between. .I'm a drag queen, the blonde curly wig seems to highlight thisstatement."Like what you see my sissy slut?" she quips."Oh yes Mistress," you croon.Your gaze travels to Mistress Melissa and you appraise her with no lesslust....adoration than you did Mistress Davina.Unlike Mistress Davina she favors satin and lace. Her stocking are blacksheer and attached to the suspender of a black and red corset. The corsetholds all the curves of this ample Mistress and accentuates them. Onceagain unlike. I inspired from all of u to write my story here. Coming to my story, I am a graduate from Andhra but due to lack of job opportunities I have to do group d job in railways. In my life I never went outside my village, but as I got job, my posting is in Orissa, so I have to move on.In Orissa which is not developed state in India, people here still wear leaves and sarees which are almost transparent and not wearing jacket.And as it’s not a developed state still there is no private washrooms here.In.