Friday finally came and I was dizzy with anticipation all through my work day. My wife would already be gone by the time I got home so as soon as I go... home I jumped in the shower and shaved my lower half, leaving my legs, ass and pussy nice and smooth. I always kept my pubic hair trimmed and flirted with the idea of shaving that like a true sissy should. But I didn’t expect anyone to see my sissy clit in the dark booths since I was going to be the one doing all the cock pleasing!! So I left it. Later, after I had rested, I entered Camille at her suggestion and we fucked. Reader, if you find the frank Anglo-Saxon term offensive, forgive me, for I know no other that does justice to the most basic of all human acts. Lying with her hips on the edge of the bed and her knees drawn up, she waited until I was well started on a rhythm, then turned her head and beckoned Frank over. She took his long, white prick in her mouth and sucked him as I fucked her. The sight multiplied my pleasure a. I had had a decent view but I could not see everything. I had seen the straps of Molly's suit were off her shoulders and later the top had seemed to be much lower than normal. Had Uncle Bob's hand been in his trunks? Why had Molly been staring at his belly? Or had her stare been at something lower? It had felt like the frat party all over again. My breathing had become labored because I did not know what would happen next but I sensed I would not like it.Molly:The power had been. Their flirtations lead to a date and discussions between Lynn and I about where this might go.) The rest of the week is largely routine. The pressure of jobs and day to day chores fill our time. Lynn spends a couple of evenings shopping so I have to pick up some of the slack around the house. We don’t talk about the upcoming weekend. Overall, we get along great. As is typical for us, we don’t make love during the week. However, both of us are more affectionate than usual: our kisses have more.