I like the girls who do, though." Oh. An admirer, huh? I've never quite understood a man who will dateus but doesn't want to wear a dress. I mean, dre...ses are the best.Hell, I even let my wife borrow mine."I guess my eyes grew wide."Yes, I have a wife," Daisy said. "Tess. Most of us like girls, youknow. Studies show that. My wife and I have been married for 13 years.This isn't a big problem in our marriage." Tess sounds nice," I said."You got somebody?" Daisy asked."Not anymore," I said. "She. It’d delay the bedtime festivities, but with those two, I might not live through the night, anyway. “Sure. Gotta give ‘em time to clean up. I think if I’d’ve munged up an engine on takeoff, I’d be changing my drawers, though.”“Weekday night,” Dan said. “Won’t need reservations.” He raised his voice. “Brindy! Maddie! Steak dinner tonight?”“Already bein’ domestic,” Maddie said. “Maybe next time.”“Sure,” Brindy said.Those three – Brindy, Carlita, and Dave, they’ve almost got synchronized. I liked his move very much and was starting to get wet down there. Then he added “madam apki skin bahut soft hai. Pata hai jab bhi mujhe bachpan main chot lagti thi to meri maa mujhe waha chumti thi aur dard chala jata tha. Kya main try karoo apke saath?” I knew this was going to happen. I said ” aise hai to kar par is dard ko bhaga”. He smooched my back for 15 minutes with saliva dropping down moved his hands all over my back and groped my ass tightly and I moaned with joy.We both were turned. For the next few minutes I concentrated on his big,hairy balls as he pulled me roughly into them. I took each big ball into my mouth sucking and pulling them with my lips. Yeah mother fucker, you're the cock sucker I been looking for, he grunted. C'mere you little fag, time to suck some dick. Damn I love a dirty talking man. I d**g my tongue up the rigid,veiny shaft to his big head. His hand went to the back of my head forcing me down the shaft. With it buried in my throat I forced my tongue.