I can usually spot it. Because I am."I was a little stunned but tried not to let it show. Just what did he have in mind anyway? I was getting very ner...ous."Oh no!" he laughed, "Don't even worry about it. It's not what you think. I just need someone to stand in for a fictitious woman for a couple of days. Nobody is going to touch you or do anything you don't want. It's really very mundane." What do you mean by stand in?" I asked."I have friends who are drag queens or dress up for their own. Finally I went for it and took him down my throat. When I did…he totally blew his load!!! It didn’t take long for him to cum. When he cleaned himself up, he asked if he could see my pussy. I had on a pair of shorts and tshirt. I took my shorts off and left my panties on. I laid back and opened my legs. He pulled my panties off and went in close. I felt him kiss my pussy and then he started licking me. I couldn't believe it. I was getting my pussy eaten. He told me how good I tasted. I didn’t. And it's a shame, because as far as I can see the only thing to do is blame the rapist."She was utterly silent for a moment and then nodded slowly."We still have a lot of stuff to figure out. But... don't worry too much about that particular issue, OK?" OK," she responded quietly. A moment later she brightened up and pointed at a woman being buzzed through the half-door connecting the waiting area to the back. "That's her." OK, I said, feeling a bit nervous myself. "Let's go say hello."She saw. Pete rammed it all the way in with a great grunt.Fortunately Maria's cunt had gotten lots of exercise in the past two days, and her fantasies had her juicing like crazy. So there was no pain, only a surge of pleasure. She clamped her legs around him and screamed into his mouth. [Yes, Joe. Yes! Yes! Give me a baby, Joe.]It had been a long time for Pete, and he had never been with a wild woman like this. Five strokes and he was gone. After the jetting pulses stopped they both lay there panting.