At the end of the days work, I left for home and on arrival I called him on the phone. He picked up and told me to come directly to his flat. I did as...instructed and knocked on the door. He opened it and we embraced, he then led me into the sitting room and I sat down on the sofa. He offered me soft drinks because as Muslims, they don't drink alcohol. As I drank we discussed a lot of issues concerning our work. His wife Fatima came out from the kitchen and greeted me, I responded casually and. Martin rushed into the room to see what we were doing. She leaned on the doorway using a wooden spoon she was obviously using to make something for the poker party as a sex toy. I saw it move up into her hole.I held Gloria's hips now and moved my cock slowly into her ass at first, increasing the speed of my strokes incrementally until my belly slapped her ass every time I drove my cock into her. Gloria was looking back and smiling at me."Do it baby! Fuck my dirty asshole Baby!" I felt her. It ended up involving me stripping down and whacking off for him, and then, upon his request, I proceeded to suck his cock and make him cum like he never came before. I left him that day amidst a puddle of his and my cum. I left the audition that day with a wonderful feeling of victory; no, I didn’t get cast and was pretty much used for sex, but I really wanted that more anyway. So I left him that fateful day, with his cum still dripping off my chin, and with my clothes in my hands, I sexily. Well one night, the 3rd time me met up, she actually asked if she could “top” me. Previously, whenever I was with someone who was feminine (only genetic girls at the time), I was the top and when with someone masculine (only genetic male) at the time, I was the bottom. This is one of the turning points that changed my view of sexuality and gender identity and put me in a new perspective. She was absolutely gorgeous and whereas I previously only wanted to fuck her, after that night I was much.