When we got to his apartment he lit a fire in the fire place and sat next to me on the couch. The next moment his lips were on mine and his kiss made ...e moan deep in my throat. I had been anxiously anticipating this moment for so long that simply his kisses made me wet and still I kept moaning. He said to me,"I think I know what you want" and he led me by the hand upstairs to his bed. He laid me down and slowly began to undress me until I was naked. Then he pulled my hips to the edge of the bed. Hewaited till eight-o clock in the evening, then just as he had resignedhimself to the fact she wasn't coming; he heard cars arriving outside.He listened to car doors opening and shutting; fearful of whom could itbe and here he was dressed in his sissy attire, oh it could be anyone.He was just about to run upstairs and change, when he heard a femalevoice shout."Open the door Cynthia, Mistress Wanda's here."He went to the front door, still fearful of who may be outside andhesitated opening the. It was over an hour before they'd finished with the poor, suffering target of their abuse. "Just leave the slut tied up there," Yvonne laughed sadistically as her and Rob walked off.On making his way back to the play pen where he'd left Margie, he found that the room was packed with people, and that there was a real party atmosphere. Pushing his way in, he saw his wife stretched out on the floor, with a guy holding her arms outstretched above her head, and with a woman squatting astride Margie. I grab her feet and hold her legs apart and Derek shoves his huge black cock in her white pussy and she squeals in delight. I am just mesmerized watching him pump it in and out of her pussy. My cock is also straining to get out but I can't do anything while holding her legs apart.Monique looks up at me and says, "Is this everything you fantasized about?"All I can do is to look at with a big smile and shake my head yes.You know the old saying that the fantasy is never as good as the real thing..