It was a classic right from an African safari operator. First of all, he could have bought one cheaper in the United States if he had added the shippi...g cost into the equation. Yes, Artie thought, but it wouldn’t have the provenance of the monster which sat outside his garage. It looked as though all those years working in his father’s auto repair shop might just pay off after all. The thought of those days usually made him sad, but not that day. On that particular day he smiled. How could he. At first, he was content to make himself over in the privacy of his hotel room. However, as he perfected his techniques, he found himself drawn to expose his new persona to the outside world, which took the form of excursions from his hotel rooms to museums, department stores, and other public places. Pat's outings were carefully designed to minimize interaction or intense scrutiny. He had trained himself in the use of a female voice, but he was not confident in his ability to maintain it in a. I got there around 8 and it was obvious they had planned some stuff as they greeted me with a very strong rum and coke and pretty quickly the talk turned to what I was willing to try. They had almost made a list as they were talking to me about bondage, crossdressing and golden showers. I told them I was not ready to be tied up and that I would like to dress as a woman for them and put on some make up but that I needed to plan that ahead. As for the golden shower, I told them that I was used. For the last several years, my ass and mouth were made to please a man, but they were made to be pleased by both men and women. Either way, I had to settle with what I had and make the best of it. I dressed and acted like a whore trying to get her cum fix, but I was only fucked by other boys ever since high school. His tongued pressed deep into my anus. It was enough to put me over edge, but I held off. "Oh yeahhh.", I moaned. "Damn! That tongue feels so good. Lick my balls while you're there..