They were moving like two pistons in me. And when I started to enjoy it, they started to turn me around like a fried chicken on a spit…” “They ...ere spit roasting you,” I corrected her. “Whatever! My whole body was hanging on these two cocks and they were rotating me upside down. First slowly, then faster and faster. I even got dizzy about it. And they were fucking me at the same time! Their cocks really stuffed my ass and my mouth! And while they spun me, they fondled my ass cheeks, my tits. . She replied it's a cock like u have.. Then I replied to her that u r Jack's mom then she replied yes I am but he is my adopted son and I am a shemale. While all this my cock is at full erection and she saw that she said to me since u have done a sin after sawing me naked so now u have to do a virtue for this... I asked what to do now she didn't said anything and started licking my dick.. Ohhh I was like a aaaawwww www oooooooohhhhhh hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmm yyyyyyeeeeaaahhhh but I couldn't. It was all a big mystery. Friday night couldn’t come soon enough. I was dressed moderately. My skirt was a bit shorter than usual, my make up was heavier, I was wearing more perfume and my best lingerie underneath. I arrived in plenty of time to people watch and what fascinating job that was. Just as Greg had said, there were all sorts of males, big, small, old, young, white or black and they all seemed pretty open and friendly. I found my nervousness slipping away gradually. I checked out the. He did as I asked and then returned to the bathroom where we chatted while I relaxed in the bath and sipped on our drinks.Once the drinks were finished, I handed him my glass and stood up out the bath. He past me my towel and I then asked him to go pour us each another drink and then to wait for me in the kitchen. Once dry I walked to the bedroom and looked at what my husband had put on the bed for me to wear. It was a knee high white skirt, with a black button up top. Black shin high boots.