Through teary eyes, he could justbarely make out the familiar slurs that graffitied the wall above thecrudely cut hole. More or less accurate insults ...f 'slut' and 'bitch'loomed over his head as he gave the shaft in his mouth a very generoussuck, letting himself pull back to catch his breath. There was a reasonmen came to him. Not only because he had a perfect mouth, but because hewas one of the very few that allowed guys who didn't have a condom tospare to fuck his face every once in a while.. It was the usual porn shop, not very clean looking and the walls were lined with various DVDs and dildos. The only difference was a section that he had never seen before, it was labeled shemale. He had seen Shemale porn before, that wasn’t unusual, the unusual thing was that there were racks of clothes as well as wigs, shoes, and makeup in this area. Mike shrugged, walked up to the counter and paid for a booth. The old man at the counter pointed him toward the back of the shop where the booths. I justified the secrecy by telling myself I was just making sure I had the perfect partners to ensure it was a great show for my husband. Then I began the “auditions”.That was six months ago and I still hadn’t set it up so that my husband would accidentally walk in on me. And although I was as surprised to see him as he was to see me the past six months of getting the shit fucked out of me two or three days a week every week had made me very confident and insatiable and I didn’t skip a beat.. Just when I thought he was going to empty his load, he pulled out of my mouth and pushed me on the floor of the small cabin.“Get on your knees you little slut! I’m going to fuck your ass” I did as he instructed. I was a little bit scared because I never had anything put up my ass before. Wiping pre-cum from his own cock and putting it in my asshole,He pushed two fingers deep in my tight hole stretching the opening. While he was finger fucking my ass, I started massaging my cock slowly. Pushing.