After a long wait she knocked again, and heard the muttered, ‘Come in.’ She chuckled to herself, and opened the door. The room reeked of sex, and...she looked over to Alex and saw the heated flush of her face, and noticed that it matched Pastor O’Malley’s also. She raised an eyebrow and headed over to the supply closet, the two figures watching her. Opening the door she pulled out a can of air-freshener and sprayed the room. She cocked her eye-brow at Alex, and put the can away. ‘Go sit with. Else...she totally wouldhave..all day...with a piece of furniture inside her. Just..hiddenunderneath the surface. As she was thinking it she noticed her dick hadonce again rose upright firmly with all the naughty thoughts runningthrough her head. She looked at the fifteen centimeter wide bump thatwas at least sticking out twenty centimeters. Worse of all, it wasvisibly shaped like a cockhead. Karen took a while to reposition thedildo so it was no longer visibly straining against her belly from. Though of course in her case the motivation was not cash, it was just to be degraded, used and in the most basic of ways, it was her joy for some strange reason to share her body like some common prostitute! Dave however got his kicks from pandering to her whim`s, he got her ready, he dressed her, drove her to the area she thought of as hers, watched out for her, made sure no harm befell her and generally enjoyed her debasement with her, before fetching her home and loving her. it was a perfect. The conversation warmed up and he asked me if I smoked and of course I replied in the positive.Now both of us were stoned and Marty tells me he is a cross dresser and loves to dress but this was not the place for it. No one here wore clothes once inside the door. He wanted to dress for me but would not allow me to watch, so it was back to the bar for 45 minutes and a couple more vodka martinis. There, I met a couple very well hung (but circumcised) guys who looked like they should be joining.