“Would you like to blow a tranny while I watch?”“Yes, baby yes, so fucking good, yes,” he moans as we orgasm together.I had just the tranny, R...sie, in mind, I hadn’t told Roger but she propositioned me recently and hinted that she would enjoy me and Roger at the same time.We always go to some trouble to dress or undress to turn on our guest when they arrive. Today I will wear heels and we both decide to wear my above the knee length white silk dressing gowns, which will contrast with our all. And skill. My wife had planned it all. Yes, we did have a number of trusted associates that did a part of the procurement work, but the plan was all my wife’s.I loved that woman.Now all that was left for me was my participation. She didn’t know if there might be more men or another round of men coming in her holes. She had no sense that I was there. I could also tell my wife was getting tired. I have no idea how long she’d been in this cycle of lust and pain and pleasure, but she was really. You could hear a pin drop as they positioned themselves. Julian stood behind Damian with his arms under his, holding him tightly as they kissed while Jeremy almost swallowed Damian’s erection. My man and I are all for stretching our sexual boundaries. Watching these three men really was an extra dimension. The sex we had when we arrived home that night was sensational.I am Sarah, of French descent, in my mid-forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with. " (She flashed me that "fuck off" look that women give. I know it well.) An new idea flashed into my mind. I acted without even analyzing it. "What was that?" I put a hand to my ear, "Is your mom home already?" Leanne gasped and dove across her bed to look out the window. "I don't seeher car." She turned around and her eyes bulged. I held up the object thatshe had stashed into her desk upon my entrance. The cover read "Dear diary". "Give me that," she rushed over. I held it teasingly behind my.