Annie-May called to say you needed some clothes.”I shook her hand and waved her in.“Summer, the lady from the boutique is here for you.”The litt...e redhead exited the bathroom in a flash and soon the two women were going through every dress, blouse and pant-suit with appropriate noises of approval and admiration.Debbie pulled me aside, speaking quietly. “The way Annie-May spoke, I’m guessing that you’re footing the bill. What’s the budget here?”I checked a few tags, the prices clearly but. Sure enough, that night while I was wanking myself to sleep and thinking about Alan's cock slipping in and out of my bottom I put my fingers between my legs and felt the slippery evidence of Alan's orgasm which was soon mixing with my own spunk as I spurted all over my legs and the bed sheets!I didn't see Alan again for a couple of weeks but then when we did meet round at his house we spent a whole afternoon in his back room masturbating together and having anal sex again. Alan showed me how to. My nipples were starting to ache, and I was damn sure that her fingerprints were all around my ass cheeks.I let out a cry and gasped in horror. I felt a finger trying to enter into my asshole. “Hmm! Too tight,” she said, casually, as she removed the finger. Though she had not pushed the finger inside, I felt a burning sensation in my butthole, like there was a fire in my ass.She made me sit on her lap. I sat on her lap with my back to her with my feet dangling on her either side. She slowly. ”I just nodded at that. Kelly was a Democrat and had voted for Clinton. On the other hand, while I had been a Republican, once Donald Trump became the Republican candidate, I changed my registration to Independent. I couldn’t be part of a party that nominated a known racist and sexual predator to the highest office of the land. I might not have been a fan of Barack Obama, but at least he didn’t brag about sexually abusing women. I sat out the general election, disgusted with both.