"Muscles showed some of the pictures, there must have been dozens, andthey were all damning. Me crossdressed, deep kissing Muscles apparentlyenthusias...ically, sucking his cock, lowering myself to take him in myass, me coming in ecstasy while impaled upon his shaft, another cock inmy mouth, none showing anything indicating that I wasn't into it. "Oh myGod I thought, could you imagine what would happen if those got out atwork, or anywhere anyone knew me? I'd be destroyed." Thank God myidentity. I let my husband write up what I wanted. I received a lot of replies my husband did not which I found amusing. Most of the replies were guys focused on themselves and not mutual sexual fun. But I found a few that were funny and enjoyable to received. I settled on a British gentleman who is married, average and interesting. I wanted a lover who would be a long time friend and not a onetime thing. I let my husband review my choices and settle one which I will call Mr. T. I arranged to meet. I closed my eyes and waited in anticipation for his next move. I felt the teasing touch of his finger tips as if working me up to a crescendo as he rimmed me there, I heard him squeeze a tube and realised it was some lubrication and then I knew what he had planned. To that point I had not seen his credentials, but when; glancing being me I got my first sight I felt a surge in my being and knew that is what the serving would be as James really got to work lubricating my asshole and making it. The Saturday-night party had begun slowly at about two or three in the afternoon when the first guests who weren't already staying at the ranch had begun to arrive and congregate around the pool for gossip and sun. It was now nearly eight, and she and Tim were grooving together to the raucous sounds of a very heavy rock group that Bailey had hired for the entire weekend.This was undoubtedly the most sumptuous party Angie had ever been to. Out on the patio were long tables decorated with huge.