And I am not the onlyone who gets a shave out of it. I've learned to give as good as I get,and while E shaves me maybe half the time, I shave her ever... time sheneeds it.But as usual, there are strings attached. While the shaving is asensual experience that invites deep feelings of arousal, with Ellen,there are always issues of control or denial. The way Ellen sees it,I'm a girl now even though that's not really the case. Yes, myappearance is feminine, my mode of dress, my skin, my hair and. But instead telling him to get the hell out of my car I turned around, started the car and I surrendered my wife to this arrogant bastard. I suppose I did that in the club when I didn’t object to his hand on her breast, or the kiss, or when he removed her panties. But that was passive acceptance. Now I’m driving him and his friend to my home to fuck my wife!It was a miracle I didn’t kill someone. I drove all the way home while staring into the rearview mirror. I watched as Rob and Jerry pulled. . . yes . . . sucking my dick . . . and you're dressed like a girl, like my little sissy April."The words stung . . . and it was shaming to have him looking down as his cock fucked my mouth. But I also knew that he wanted me and was using me for his pleasure. In seconds, he began to thrust his hips faster, as his orgasm approached. I tried to keep up with him . . . and then he grunted, his cock pumped, and he squirted stream after stream of sperm into my mouth. And I tried to swallow. Finally the day came I was waiting for.She said lets meet some time alone I would teach you something as I was few years younger to her.She said I would signal you when to come be on the terrace at 2 in afternoon.I was standing like a slave in blazing hot sun and on top was getting erections dreaming hot and hardcore sex ,,yea it sound awkward but not for me at that instant.She came up on her terrace and signaled me green.I ran down and went straight to her’s . Omg she was wearing a red saree.