Thinking about it, the practical problems of that now became obvious. For a start, I did not possess any female clothing. Ben came to the rescue on th...t one. Being a professional model, his contacts within the rag trade were excellent, and he gave me the name and phone number of the manager of a women's fashion shop. (Part of a national chain specialising in largersizes).I called her, and agreed to visit the following day as the shop closed. She was fantastic. She closed the shop at 6pm and. It was Angel! ‘Oh darling, are you ok?’ She asked as she undid my gag and started to unlock the handcuffs, ‘I got back as soon as I could. Adam wanted me to spend the night with him but I told him I needed to get back to you. I hope you liked my little surprise. Isn’t this what you always wanted, to see me fucked by a black man while you were helpless to stop it?’ ‘Yes honey,’ I blubbered, ‘but I was wrong! I should have never told you about my fantasy, now I have ruined everything, our love,. .. Then there is eating things out of orifices. Like the peaches (you remember my first story... ) and the strawberries, yeah, some dumb broad must have read my first story and tried the inevitable! And as true as the nose on my face, got the bastards stuck inside of her, and I ONCE AGAIN, had to use forceps to get it out!But there are also the really smart people in life ... Ever heard of Champagne Douches, disappearing limes, (yeah, elapsed time on the operating table with various tools: 1.5. You could just eat it with a spoon or mix it into your favorite foods. How does that sound?” I thought for a moment then looked at Timmy, who was half-listening because he had the head of his cock in his mouth and was slurping messily on it.“What do you think, Timmy? Does that sound like something you’d like to do? Would you like to start blowing your dick-farts in your mother’s cunt?” I asked my son as I watched him sucking his own dick. I began fingering my cunt through my tight, spandex.