It would havebeen so easy to fall back into my old, self-destructive ways. Thank youfor not letting me do that.? This time it was Marty?s turn to sque...zehis mother?s hand.They paused their conversation to give the waitress their order. She wasan attractive brunette, no more than eighteen or nineteen. Is this howyou know you?re getting old? Stephanie wondered. When everyone whoserves you looks old enough to be one of your children, orgrandchildren??You know, Marty, you make me sound like. And as time passed we becamecloser and closer until finally we were married!We didn't do the traditional honeymoon trip but instead decided totake a couple weeks off from work and just spend the time togetheralone at home. Our dressing up practices continued and during ourvacation she insisted in keeping me dressed as feminine as possibleday and night!Early one evening after we had both bathed and dressed Brenda pouredthe champaign as she did my makeup and fixed my wig that was alwaysdone up in. Enormous. Really fancied me of course,” she giggled coyly. Adam grinned as she placed the bra on a stool and examined her boobs closely, fingering her nipples, hoisting each mammary, pushing them together.“He had a friend ... a white guy who was the same ... you know wanted me” Becky trilled as if laughing the obvious away. “And would you believe told me outright he wanted to fuck my ass? Now that’s a first ... cool eh?”Adam nodded indulgently and shifted in the bed, only one hand now still. I remember, she’d told me many times before how intimate it is for a woman to physically have a man in her body. And that was the intimacy Claire and Jason were sharing. It was no wonder Claire had forgotten me at that moment, and only had eyes for Jason.And this beautiful but contrasting couple moved as if one, as their love-making started up. Their mouths were soon locked together in that most close and personal of bonds. And Jason’s muscular black ass rose and fell, with all the power and.