He was 54 years old, I have never figured out his occupation, but he was artistic critic or something like that. I only knew that Joann and me never l...ked him, he was so repulsive sweet talker that was disgusting, when you talk to him you have feeling that he is trying to get into your asshole. He was 2 or 3 days absent during the week so we have free days without pain in the ass. I was spending my time at my work place and in the evening I was going out or spending my time with Joann. Mike and. "Dad, I........ want.... to... be a girl too," he replied nervously. "Iwas scared that you would laugh at me if I told you."John looked at Michael and thought hard. He hadn't been expecting thisand the shock on his face was plain to see."You sure about this?" he asked. "Because if you are, I promise I willnever laugh." I am. I really do want to be a girl," said Michael, his voice low."Please forgive me, I've been such an idiot." You can be a girl if you want," said John. "And you're no idiot,". We continued like this for some time, occasionally letting more than one person see her body. This always made us so excited, we would fuck like rabbits after getting home, retelling the experience to each other.This particular evening my wife was wearing panties but no bra under a wrapover dress. After a number of drinks, my wife was feeling really horny, and asked me did I want her to flash the other guys in the room. I knew what she wanted, so told her to go ahead.She went to the loo and. It was very very thrilling and exiting for both of us as we kept shouting together mmmm ssssss uhhhhhh aaaaahhh mmmmmm shit shit shit cmon aaaaaaaaaaaahhh.After crushing her pussy really hard and roughly for sometime I once again felt my dick vibrating. As I started cumming, I fell over Aparna’s body, hugged her tightly and my body was moving like waves over her body. I could not control my extreme pleasure of filling Aparna’s pussy with my thick white fluid and I started biting the flesh over.