One thing though, it was always her choice. One night as she was leaving, a patron of the club, unknown to her, approached and demanded a blow job out...ide the stage-door. "Fuck off, dip-shit," she exclaimed. He pushed her up against the wall. She took the little whistle each girl had hidden in her "bosom" and blew it as loud as she could. All of the transvestite girls swarmed out, and a major ass-whipping occurred that night. That patron licked his wounds and never showed his face again. And. I quit school and worked for a landscaping company. I had a little trailer in a shitty trailer park for 150 a month. I had a friend who was an older guy that lived in the park. We'll call him David. He sold meth to the many tweakers in the park but didn't do it himself. He was tall, skinny, tattood, shaved head, definitely had the hard look of someone who has been around the block a few times. He would come over and play video games with me because I was one person he could hang with that. Above them on the bridge, Mark is almost in a trance. He can hardly believe that he is watching a man, more than 20 years younger than Dana, manhandling his wife’s body. Mark recognizes the physical clues that tell him Dana is sexually aroused, and he is aware that his cock is as hard as he could ever remember it being.On the bow of the boat, Dana’s mind is flooded with almost random thoughts as she imagines how big and hard Brad’s cock will be and wonders if he can recover quickly to fuck her. I began to cry.He continued to hold me upon his firm tool, gently manipulating my soft breasts. He placed one hand over my naked thigh and began to stroke the soft curly hair between my legs. I gasped as he massaged me into a hungry need, still pushing the strange leaves into my panting mouth he began to assail my now feminine body once again until I felt him propel another jet of seed into my strange, alien form.Finally, I felt him softening deep inside. Easing his grasp, he let go and I fell.