I reached up under my dress and started to stroke my still swollen cock as I watched him put on a garter belt and some sheer stockings. He pulled out ... black bra that I clipped for him. He then stuffed the cups with pantyhose. I was amazed at the feminine aspect he had assumed. He walked back to the dresser and pulled out a short black slip that he pulled over his head as I stroked myself. Walking into the closet he returned with one of the sexiest black velvet dresses that I had ever seen and. I usually gave two or three blowjobs and often got fucked in the showers, the steam room, or the dry sauna. Once I got screwed in the tall heavy tennis court curtains. I also got with one of the gym workers about 20 times times in the observation area above the racquet ball courts. That sex was exciting and often very satisfying, but it didn't really do more than temporarily scratch the sex-itch the same way being a cheap dirty whore did. As the end of my third rotation approached I began. But I have to take you back to the first time it happened, a long, long time ago. I was in France at the time. I found a woman sleeping alone in her small farmhouse, which by the way were so much easier to break into back then. I had my way with her, and she enjoyed it very much, had a very tasty orgasm. I set her down on her floor and turned to go, and I heard her whisper, 'Please, please monster, don't leave.' It surprised me, I turned back and asked, 'What was that? What did you say?' She. The men sat in chairs in a circle, and I took her hand and led her to the center. I twirled her around, so the men could have a good look.“Mmmm, looks good!” one of them said, “We need to see more.”I reached over to unbutton her top and opened it to display her braless tits. She stood there with her hands by her side, not moving or reacting in any way.“You like?” I asked, lifting her breasts, “These tits are aching for your touch.”The men were shirtless, wearing tight jeans. They were big,.