I used a hair brush from my wife’s side of the bathroom vanity. Then, I rubbed some of her lotion on most of my body. She would be home Sunday after...oon and I was determined to live my last full day, before her return, as much of a woman as possible. I washed the thigh highs in the bathroom sink and hung them over the shower door to dry. Then, I washed my breast forms in the sink and patted them dry, leaving them on the sunny window sill in the bedroom. Finally, I took the remaining clothes to. I walked along the river and over the bridge, and made my way down the path that leads to the woods. The sky was very grey and the threat of rain had put most of the dog walkers off so it was quiet and I walked along seeing noone. The rain started to come on so I cut off the main path, deeper into the woods. I could feel a slight erection building as I realised it was the path that led down to the clearing where I had met those two men years ago. I moved my hand to the front of my trousers and. I stopped sucking Bob's hard prick and Bob scooted to the edge of the couch. Brenda used my saliva as lubrication as she started stroking up and down on that long shaft. I leaned in underneath her hand to bury my face in Bob's nuts. I was nuzzling and licking them when Bob broke the smacking sound caused by Brenda's jerking.He commanded me, "Hurry get ready! Fuck, I'm about to blow. Oh fuck!"Brenda pointed Bob's cock where it was jetting straight out from the edge of the couch and offered, "Oh. ?You failed.?She pressed her lips together, shrinking away from him. The guards held her arms, but her feet shuffled back so she bent forward slightly, making her seem even smaller than she already was. ?Strip her,? he said.She gave a squeak, a half-bark of ?No!? as they fell on her. Two guards on her arms and four others around her. When they stepped away, she was naked.She cowered in the light, hunched in humiliation, her right arm hooked across her breasts, her left cupped between her legs..