I convinced one girl to role play and we switched gender roles she actually was really turned on by it.I was as well and had no idea I had such a stro...g feminine side to me.the problem was most of them were only into missionary sex and nothing more bringing up the fact I want to wear women's clothes would make them freak out ! except for the one woman I mentioned above who enjoyed it.but I only expressed how I felt to that one women she digged the sex role reversal but not the idea of me. M. the party was finally breaking up. As the guys began to leave they told my wife how fantastic she was and thanked her for a memorable night. On the way out a few of the guys handed her what was left in their pockets telling her she more than earned it for the best strip, fuck party they ever had. Upon request, My wife gave out her cell number to nearly every guy. Trevor was the last to leave. After saying her goodbyes to the guys my wife walked over to Trevor. She stood in front of him with. I am not even from his country.I marry Aman to try to get back to America. He is alone with me in a room that looks like it belongs in Trump Tower. He is gorgeous, tall and Arabic. He wants me. ‘Blue Eyes.’ He calls me and he sits against the wall on silk pillows that are pink and mint green. He looks as if he is some beautiful doll there. I never saw a man so gorgeous in all my life with his dusky skin and brown eyes. His hair is black as a crow’s wings. ‘No.’ I say. I stand up from where I. I was getting very wet and cold. Sticking a hand into my pocket did no good, more water was coming in, my pocket was wet anyway, and if I let go of the motor I was nearly instantly going the wrong direction. Then when a rather large wave came over top of the bow leaving a good six inches of water inside, I gave up. That scared the hell out of me. I swung the boat downwind, there was no choice, that last wave nearly swamped me. Now the waves were slapping the stern, but at least much less water.