We moved against a door, and his fingers went straight between my legs, opening my fanny with one swift movement. He pushed two fingers into my hole a...d rolled them around, sending me into a frenzy. I ran my hand up and down his dark brown cock; it felt much thicker than my husbands did. I was then aware that another pair of hands was squeezing my tits. “These feel good”, Mush whispered into my ear, “I want to see them.” With that he pulled my T-shirt over my head, and quickly removed my bra.. Fuck her," I said in the most convincing performance of my life. It wasn't some theatrical slurring. I stood up a little crooked, stood my ground, and made my pronouncement too loudly. Then I looked at Mary, leaned into her, and kissed her. A sloppy kiss. Then I guided my ladies of the evening to my apartment.Once the door was shut, we relaxed. "You guys hungry?" I asked.They threw their jackets aside, letting me see those incredible bodies again. "Sure," said Mary. She followed me to my. The greatest thing of all was how he has always accepted me for who I am. He always emphasizes how special I am. I’m not talking about ?the way she makes me feel? kind of special. This might scare or shock you, but I’m going to make it loud and clear: I am a hermaphrodite. I consider myself to be a bisexual. I’ve dated a few women before I met Michael, but I’ve never fucked a woman with my dick. That was one of Michael’s ultimate fantasies. He wanted to see me be intimate with a woman. He. Great, I told them that someone would be there to direct them. I was staring out the window when Sue plodded sleepily into the kitchen without a stitch of clothing. ‘Sue,’ I said sternly, ‘put some clothes on.’ ‘Oh! Don’t be silly, daddy,’ she replied and I couldn’t help staring as she leaned over to look into the open refrigerator. Her breasts were magnificent and swooped away from her body, dangling there as if begging to be held. Her flat stomach, the swell of her hips, her ass, the way her.