I only had a cheap french maid costume,some kitten heels,black lace thong and fishnets and latex gloves, with a dark brown bob wig.I stuffed it all in...my bag and got the bus,sat in the front seat on the top deck watching crossdresser porn on my phone to keep myself hyped up. Get there and i can hear my heart pounding in my ears, and after half an hour nervously pacing past the door, go in. pay my entrance fee and get told if im dressing i can change in the back room .Go in and i'm the only one. She wasn't sure, I could tell. "Come on, you going to wait another half an hour for someone that's patched you? Jump in," I said again.I noticed that she noticed the bulge in my jeans as she smiled and opened the door. I don't know if that's why she got in but I do know she responded better as my authoritative tone increased.She closed the door as she got in my car, pulled the seat belt over and clipped it making her tits squeeze even tighter in that top. She was smiling and much more. He was very experienced, quickly pulling my legs apart he burying his head between them. His hot, probing tongue found my clit, giving me the most fantastic oral sex, which I was desperate for. As his tongue darted around my throbbing clit his fingers thrust into me; I was groaning with pleasure."Oh yes Joe, oh yes", I cried, pressing my sex towards him, desperate for more."I'm going to give you a present", he said. Releasing his cock, he instantly thrust it up me, and in the confined space,. Realizing what I meant she looked very upset and began to stiffen up, she asked me if I was being serious, she looked at Simon, her stunned face a deep crimson and said, "I thought you were joking." Her words were directed at me but she kept her eyes fixed on Simons's straining crotch.I was about to explain when Simon suddenly got up and went over to my nervous wife, then sitting down close beside her, he fixed her with a piecing stare, her eyes widened and darted left and right as if she was.