It must be the margaritas, I said to myself, as she held my hand, playing with my fingers.I stood up, my head spinning a little.“I should go,” I s...id, ready to leave.“Jenny, wait,” she said.When I turned to her, she dropped my hand and put her hands on my thighs instead. She scooted up to the edge of the bed with me standing between her legs and rested her head on my stomach.I touched the top of her head in an awkward “there, there” pat.“You were always so nice to me, Jenny,” she said.Which. "Yes”, I say, "its what you've wanted for so long. Let's do this together!".The stranger is looking back and forth between the two of us, as it dawns on him that he is going to get to enjoy both of us. He speaks, saying, "I can't believe this. I've always wanted to be with a couple!".I extend my hand to my husband, and pull him closer. I place his hand on this stranger’s dick and encourage him to stroke it. I can tell he is lost in the moment, his fantasy so close he can taste it. And. I tied it very tight making sure her little Darlene iswhimpering and suffering properly in her curlers and clips.I also add steel clips around the net to keep it firmly in place. Nothinglike making sure your little sissy is totaled imprisoned in his pinkcurlers and pin curls to make him feel so helpless,wimpy and so feminine."My God" Denise's cock was rock hard looking at you. There's something soexciting about seeing a man or men helpless in pink curlers that sendsDenise over the edge.Denise. It was a delicious idea, but I had other plans for that particular load.So far, I'd done little more than fondle his balls. It wasn't until a glistening drop of pre-cum appeared that I granted him the touch he was obviously longing to feel. Wrapping my fingers tightly around his length, I stroked him, keeping my fist tight and my motions long and even.“That's it, relax and let me make you hard. I love your cock. It's so big and hot in my hand. Let me make it nice and wet, okay?”Ben nodded,.