Art laughed, "No, not at all. You see, the whole setup is almost unbearable exciting. The only problem is that none of us is getting ant sleep. And I ...arely drag myself the next day."Sounds fantastic," the words had barely left my mouth when I received a dirty look from my wife."It is," Art was beaming." I have a hard-on almost permanently. I've never fucked so much in my life and I always seem to want more and more."Lizbeth had her mouth open, "Betsy," she said and her voice denoted disbelief,. So she started working in our house. Well, it took me 7 years to get near her. The real thing happened just yesterday. Well, I was not able to fuck her in my school days because my parents had sent me to a boarding school, for my 10+2 studies.Then they sent me to usa for my graduation. So, I completely forgot her. But, now when I returned around 1 month back, I saw that she is still working in our house. I was shocked and happy at the same time. And my mouth was widely opened when I saw her.. He then put what I thought to be alot in one of the spoons."you want about the same amount?" he asked. Not one to EVER be out done by ANYONE when it comes to how much of whatever to get high, I confidently responded,"of coarse".Only a few moments had passed when both of us had our "rigs" ready to inject ourslves. Cringing I stuck my vien and pushed the plunger forward. Within seconds, my body was experiencing audio and visual stimulation like I had never felt. But more than that my body was. “Where to Miss?” Sissygirl was wary of speaking for the first time, a little scared that her tone of voice might alert the cabbie to her sexually metamorphic state, as beautiful as she was to those who appreciate the sweetness of t-girls.“Do you know the Venue Gentleman’s Club on Lexington Avenue?” Sissygirl was both surprised and pleased at how naturally the gentle pitch of her voice had come out. The Cab Driver smiled again and leered at her tight blouse and crossed legs.“Right you are.