It was just a date, not a marriage.An hour late she approached the California border. While she was waitingfor her turn to cross the California Agric...ltural Inspection station, toprove that she was bringing no foreign plants, fruits, etc. into thestate, she got a text message.It was from an unknown person:"If you went on a date and learn how to relate to men as a woman youwould learn how to handle situations and people like Al Murcer-Thomas."When she walked into her condo she texted Denise and. “Nothing” He said.“Are you sure because I know why you had to move out of your room.” I said“Oh DO you?” He asked, getting a little pissed.“Yeah. I know all about you and Ben.” I said, walking toward him, “Steve told me.”He turned beet red again and then he burst into tears again and sat on the bed. Something changed in me as I watched him fall back on the bed, tears running down his fair skin, which was now red with the embarrassment of his biggest secret having been found out. I felt. The nightmare is already much worse than I imagined it couldbe. But of course it gets worse. Taking advantage of the fact that we are too weak from the previoussession to offer much resistance and the fact that they are four againstone, we are stripped and dressed again. When they are done I am wearinga full body, grey rubber suit and my black stiletto boots. The onlyparts of my body not covered by grey rubber are my face, my hands andthe tip of my cock. Even my balls and the shaft of my cock. An older lady with saggy boobs and a huge fat ass helped the Asian lady remove my final layer of clothing. There was hush in the room. I heard the tall blonde woman spit out her husband cock. All eyes were now on my hard cock. All 9 ¾ inches was sticking straight out toward the birthday girl. The older lady fell back on her huge ass. The small Asian lady tried to wrap her fingers around my hard cock. She had to use both hands to get a grip. Tim’s Aunt groaned very loud in the room. .