I needed sex and lots of it. My wife was unable and unwilling to keep up with my sexual drive. Francis was willing and ready to perform the sexual ...cts most wives found b**stial. I took very good care of Francis, setting her up in her own condo and giving her a monthly salary. Her job was simple: Keep me sexually happy. I sent my limo to pick Francis up and bring her to my office. I needed to feel her firm hands on my shoulders as I called my attorney to straighten out this mess. I. That was fine with her - itjust meant she could fit more of it in her mouth. The size only matteredwhen he was fucking her, but for now, she only wanted him to enjoyhimself. And for some reason, it seemed like he didn't have as much hairaround his groin, either. For that matter, his stomach was smooth andhairless. It sort of looked like her stomach, now. But that was a problemfor later, after all her desires were filled.She circled the tip of his cock with her mouth slowly, teasing it,. There would be an envelope, addressed to her, at the hotel reception. In it would be the key to the room. What if he was lying? Isabelle said that it was the risk she had to take. Maybe he was lying, she said, but she said that she could never forgive herself if she didn’t try. It was so little to give, she said. Only an hour, maybe less, out of her comfortable, privileged life, and then she would be flying home, looking forward to being a mommy again. If she didn’t try, she would never. "Thanks right," Sandra said as she walked up behind him. She had on ablack sleeveless top with a pink flower in the center, a wrap aroundtropical skirt, a multi color necklace, blue beach sandals and a bluepurse. "Barbara filled me in on the switch and being bi-sexual I couldhardly wait to get a chance of trying both Mr. Dixie and Barbara'sbodies in bed. That is if you still like women?" I... I don't now." Chris said confused with a tear running down hisface."Don't cry." Sandra said with a.