On understanding this and with Master’s approval I decided to provide a sexual outlet to these deprived men – all my friends’ husbands became fa...r game to me and I ended up fucking many of these husbands behind their backs. Being the filthy slut I had become, I felt no guilt and shame only glad that I am able to be of service to these men and making them happy.I have become an extremely busy girl. I have no more time to focus on my work and my career has stagnated. It does not bother me, as I. Cherry wrapped her soft hand on my shaft and started rubbing up and down on her swollen clit and lips. I saw some new growth on her fairly bare mound. My huge red mushroom split her soaking wet lips and I slowly lowered her onto my manhood. Cherry immediately tensed up and let out a big sigh soon as my mushroom penetrated her love channel. I slowed down immediately as she squeezed my forearms hard. When my mushroom rested against her soft landing I pulled her body down on top of me to let her. I thought, 'That I have to learn, Essie might like it'." "Oh, I liked it alright. I just wish I wasn't so tired and could have rewarded you. That was amazing. I liked the massage, but the orgasm I got from it was fantastic. You did more to relax me than a week of sleeping could accomplish. After you called I worked so hard to make sure I could be away this weekend just to spend it with you." "Essie, I like the way you think and plan. I want to ask you a question, are we exclusive now? I haven't. Although none of the guys, or my self, was gay, we decided to go to the ‘city by the bay’ for the annual Gay Pride Parade. We were trying to kill time and felt it would be a lot of fun, not to razz or pick on the gays, but rather,to enjoy some of the celebration they were putting on. This was the first step in my awakening. Leading off the parade was a group called ‘Dykes on Bikes’. All of a sudden I saw the most beautiful collection of females passing in front of my eyes. It wasn’t the Harleys.