I really liked Pooja and wanted her to be my serious girlfriend.But she was not interested. She wanted to marry a very rich guy and settle down. That�...�s her goal. Even though I’m rich, she still wanted someone richer. So I understood literally she was a whore for money.One day she said she is going to her native place. I said ok and dropped her at the airport. She didn’t come back for two weeks. Later I came to know that the bitch got engaged to a rich guy.So she came to my apartment to collect. I nodded my approval and walked back to my truck. I was struck with the memory of my first real whodunit ever. It was a young girl in this very same area. It wasn't a party this time, but it was still a young girl's murdered that got me started.I dialed Eddie's cell. "Eddie let's meet somewhere for coffee. We need to talk." I said."Okay Sheriff, how about the Cafe on the Square?" he suggested. I would have countered with the Brit's pub, but I didn't want anyone to think we were drinking in the. We started the shoot with Walter walking me on to the set that looked likea garage. An antique car of some sort sat in the corner, and all kinds oftools were placed around.After some poor acting by the guys, I was forcefully put on my knees asWalter began my facial torture. At this point, I was a pro at the deepthroat. I took each guy down my throat swallowing them to their crotch.After they had passed me around for thirty minutes or so, each one hadtheir turn Cumming on my newly feminized. I loved being with Jason. But I loved being with Neil, just in a different way.I locked my arms around his neck and kissed my husband slowly and passionately, breaking the kiss to look into his eyes. “I love you, honey.” I waited for his warm smile in return, and then continued, “I love you honey, but are you inside me yet? Sorry, honey, but I can’t really feel you.”Our little game always drove him wild, and I knew what was coming next, as he summoned his energy to fuck me in a way designed to.