Stage three of our marriage had begun, and we decided that the first order of business would be to invite a man to come over and have sex with my wife...while I watched.We're both really shy people and we knew we'd never be able to approach anyone at a bar. So we decided to place an online personal ad. We made it pretty clear what kind of people we are and what kind of fellow we were looking for. The ad read, "Couple in our 50's looking for Someone to be the Life Of our Party." We thought that. .. Please ... Haaahaaahaaahaa ... I’m gonna pee! Haaahaaahaaahaa ... I’m gonna pee like a little girl!”They didn’t stop and didn’t take long for the sensation to overtake my body and a thick yellow stream shot out of my cunny.“Ahhhhhhhhhh ... Ahhhhhhh...”The redhead ducked and rolled out of the way. She avoided getting spashed by my pee. Everyone else kept up their attacks. My clitty was even being tickled while I peed. I thought about how humiliated my Mom was when she was tickled until she. Over many years I had taken up dressing in fem undies and clothes, and enjoyed the feeling ofthem on me. I am fair skinned and had very little body hair.over the course of 2 years I had at least 12 meets. One day I had 2 meets in a afternoon. Butmore on that at a later time.My first meet since joining the net, was with a man who was of quite a large frame. But cock sizewas less than 2 inches fully erect. I stripped off, but he only opened his fly. I took his cock inmy mouth, and within seconds. One doesn’t smell like animals. It smells like fuel, oil and tractors. Your choice.’ ‘Can either of you cook?’ Sue asked, knowing the answer before she asked. ‘No.’ I left the house. Donna and Kay made lunches for the four men in the fields. I rode out and delivered. I got a certain about of harassment when I opened my shirt and showed my chest. They asked for a different delivery person. Dad asked about the scars on my chest. Walt explained about a Spirit Dance. When I got back to the.