..I was just picking up a bit." Go on," Dana said. "It's okay. I can wear yours."Hell, why not? I had slept with my best friend. I had sucked her coc...twice. She had sucked mine. The time for secrets, I thought, I was over.So I sat on the edge of the bed, and I pulled her red panties onto mylegs. They were slick, tight...familiar. There was a place in my brainthat immediately remembered the feeling."Can you fit in my dress?" Dana asked."We're going to wear each other's clothes?. Won't that tell. They told me I wouldn’t be needing them for the next 24 hours. They were already a bit uncomfortable. They put a harness on my head that had several rings on it and could also let them block off my eyes, nose, and mouth if they wanted. Then they attached a large penis gag that stretched my mouth to the limit and made me struggle not to gag. They led me to a saddle that had 2 large dildos sticking up from it and told me to have a seat. I straddled it and worked them into my pussy and. It was sort of what you imagine a vacuum cleaner hose to feel like. After a couple minutes of that pleasure Janet started by leaning over and kissing me while brushing her nipples across my chest and thrusting her pussy up and down my cock. Her tongue was just as talented as her nipples were and they were just as talented as her pussy. God she was what every married man wanted. I tried to think of my wife but I couldn’t. All I could think of was the fabulous woman on top of me, making love to. Seeing the turmoil in her friend's eyes, Julie quietly dug out her phone and handed it over."Take your time. She'll be as unsure about all this as you are, most likely." I don't think that's possible."Julie gave her a brief hug, then left, closing the door behind her. Cynthia stood there. This was it. It had been agony, waiting three days, wanting yet fearing to dial those numbers written a seeming lifetime ago. Hand shaking, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the photo. It was already.