Let me talk," she pleaded. Gwen quit trying to talk and listened. Marcie's voice dropped to a whisper."Gwen, I'm a woman. I've done it. I've fucked a ...an. Several men. In fact, I've lost count already there've been so many. They've stroked my tits and sucked my cunt. I've been naked with several men at once."Gwen, too, had experiences to relate. She told of Thad, her father and others who had mounted her. And as they told their stories, they discovered their common alma mater — Gracely House.. Each time, I made a little grunt, feeling every bit of him filling me. I noticed that the headboard was starting to hit the wall, almost rhythmically, but I didn’t care.Bill fucked me like I had never been fucked in my life. It was so difficult to stay quiet. My husband was lying asleep a few feet away and I was being fucked so good I was losing control of my body.I wanted to scream so bad. I was whispering how good it felt. I wanted him to see, in my eyes, how life-changing this was for. I realised my heart was beating a little faster and there was a distinct tingling between my legs. "Sorry love, I didn't mean to embarrass you," I said. "but I really do need you to get up. The delivery...remember?"Reluctantly he turned to face me, still slightly red faced. As I bent down and handed him his tea, I noticed he was staring at my chest. I glanced down. "Ooops!" I said for the second time. My dressing gown was gaping, and my left breast was partially uncovered, revealing my nipple,. Anyone watching me practically sprint to my rental car parked near the side entrance of the hotel would have burst out laughing as I was doing it in heels, but I didn't see anyone else between closing my hotel room door and getting into my car. It was going 11:30pm and it seemed like a slow night for guests.Suddenly, I started feeling nervous as it all hit me at once. I was completely en femme and I was about to drive to a club and go inside! 'What if I'm the only one dressed there?' Images of.