She looked at him, smiled, and said, "You weren't just kidding, were you?" Deep down inside, no. But are you sure?" Yes." She started unsnapping her o...eralls. He quickly kicked his shoes and socks off, and lifted his shirt over his head. She pulled the overalls down, and stepped out of them. He stared at her, as he unsnapped his jeans. She stared back, as she pulled her shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra. They stood, looking, as they each pulled their underwear off. Kate gasped at. Weeks before the wedding! When we started dating, she told me about several workmates of hers, young black hustlers, that would hit on her daily! She seemed to enjoy telling me how she'd pretend to be thinking about "one last fling” & how it teased them into a frenzy! They were really pressuring her to go with them to a clubs after work, for a few drinks, and dancing. When she told me that other girls would be there, I said "I can see that you like the “naughty attention” they give. “Do you wear boots, Jas ? I bet you’d look great.”Jas shakes her head, “Nah, my husband is pretty straight, doesn’t go in for all that, a quick fuck on a Saturday morning and he’s happy enough.” She leans in towards me about and whispers in my ear “Wish he’d be a bit more spontaneous you know, fuck me from behind whilst I’m doing the washing up or something.” All the time I can’t stop looking at her melon sized tits gaping out of her low cut top. She keeps leaning in closer and her breast is. “You know I have always preferred women.” Next she removed the prosthetic vagina, and her fully engorged eight inches popped straight out. Melissa giggled and said to me, “Bet you didn’t see that one coming.” It was a good thing I was lying down, because otherwise, you could have knocked me over with a feather, I was so surprised. Melissa climbed off me then, and came to the other side of the bed. She climbed up, and facing my feet, placed her pussy over my open mouth. I could taste the mixture.