"Yes," I replied. "And although you are not her father, I want you to beher father." Who is the father?" she replied."It is more "who was". It was Mr...Jones," I replied. "She will be calledAine." How do you know she is a girl when you haven't had a scan?" I just do," I replied.So we went to bed, both dressed as women for the first time.The following day was a Saturday and I wanted to get Tracey her owndresses and heels. In fact I wanted to ensure she had a full wardrobe.Trevor was doing his. Oh my god, can you believe this, I had been used by a girl for her own pleasure and then dumped. She removed the purse within a couple of minutes after warning me and then handed me a small piece of paper and got down from the Auto rickshaw. I had some how put my thing inside and zipped my self but the girl sitting next to me had already got clue to what had happened with me. As soon as she removed the purse the other girl, sitting on my right, could also see the drop of thick liquid (I later. Not so bad for a good housewife… Next up was Anita. My sensual wife walked out onto the stage bouncing to the beat of the music. She unbuttoned her shirt to where her large nice boobs were just about hanging out. She took off her tight skirt throwing it behind her. The white blouse barely covered her exposed bald pussy; since I still had in my pocket her soaking wet red thong…All black men went crazy right there. Then Ana moved up to the dance pole and played like she was running her mouth up. ?Get off the bed,? she said, and I slid off and stood nextto her.? She crawled up onto the bed,propped a couple of pillows at the head of the bed, lay down against them andplaced another pillow beneath her thighs.?Then she spread her legs far apart and said, ?Put your head between mylegs and your tongue in my pussy.? I wantto tell you about Bart.? I never did cum that night.?As I tongued her to an orgasm, her juices flowing across my face, shedescribed how much she loved to suck Bart?s cock and.