I would have to think about a good way of thanking them! More likely I was going to have to sell it or trade it in on something newer. I got to the ap...rtment and let myself inside, to find several cartons, my chimp box, and a few duffle bags inside, stacked neatly to one side. I sighed as I realized I would need to sort out and clean everything. I also realized I had to stock the pantry some. Nothing was there, not even a warm beer.It was a bit stale and stuffy, so I flipped on the air. I want you in me."Evan pumped his tongue, driving it into her pussy tube. Becky bucked and smashed her fat clit on his nose. Her juices were already flowing and coating his lips. He could still hear the water running through the pipes in the walls, so he grabbed her ass and helped her thrash. He could make her cum before Jason finished."Ah, I, ah, I want it, I want to feel it inside me,” she said. “I want you to fuck me." No, hell-no, Becky. Jason will catch us. We agreed we would never let him. He endured the discomfort of saline injections to increase his bust size and he marveled at the way his new, full tits looked in his lacy bras, bustiers, and corsets. He especially loved when I would apply nipple clamps and twist and pull his nipples while calling him a filthy white whore. Previously a work-a-holic, wearing men’s clothing felt unnatural to him and now he would find excuses to work from home or leave work early so he could get home and put on his satin and silk and feel like. He had even jokingly suggested that she ride in the back seat with him on the way back home. And of course her husband agreed. Remembering the ride home, she took her nipples between her fingers, tugging, twisting, pulling them to even more prominent peaks. We, the three of us, had finally met for the first time. She had been swapping emails with him for some time. Some innocent, some flirty, and some down and dirty, pussy-wetting Hot! She smiled as her fingers slipped down inside her panties,.