“Would you like another drink, or should we head home?” I asked. Bex looked at me and a wry smile spread across her face “Let us go for a drink ...t yours” she smiled before sliding her hand over my knee. I didn’t ask any questions. Taking her hand I led her outside and flagged down a taxi. I climbed into the black cab sitting in the middle. As Bex followed me in she tripped falling forwards and landing on me. As she lifted her head, I looked deep into her eyes. I could feel her breath on my. "All right, all right, I'll be a girl. Let's see the blouse and thejacket." The blouse fits, we know that. First try the jacket." She handed itto me.I took it and carefully slid my arms into it. The sleeves weretighter than any man's jacket I'd ever worn, but my shoulders andarms fit. Just barely, but not uncomfortably. I buttoned it. Thewaistline fit too."We wear jackets like that open," Pam said. "That's another reasonyou'll need the blouse." We?" We. We women, Cary. That's what you are now.. Up until that moment their sex life had been adequate, in a vanilla sort of way. They had experimented a little bit, of course, but neither of them had showed a whole lot of imagination and eventually they had pretty much settled into the statistical average: two, maybe three times a week at most.But now?!If Morey had hoped to improve Susan’s attention to her share of the chores by this method he had made a serious miscalculation: Before, she had let things slide through carelessness. Now she. Rode you in your sleep ... and I just ... wanted a taste, Master. Please ... forgive me?” Ramon begged him now, very submissively indeed.“It’s cool, but I want to sodomize you now. Get the lube and then get on all fours, slave. It’s high time that you experienced the rougher, more painful side of your bondage,” Sam insisted on finally plowing Ramon’s backfield.Ramon was actually quite eager to get buggered, so he ran to get the lube and then got on his belly with his ass in the air. Sam grabbed.