Ilooked down at my chest and all he saw was the seams where the corsetmet the breast line. Looking at it made me get hard and make a tent inmy jeans. ...he lady noticed this. "Ahh yes, someone will be right in to handle that." The lady nodded atmy crotch. She finished up with the corset and I could barely breathe, Ihad to take very short breaths. She walked out the door and I was leftalone for a few minutes. I used this opportunity to survey thesituation. I could only figure out that I probably. That seemed good too. We arrived at a smart, small house, with a neat living room and a bigger bedroom and everyone was present aside from the big dick- we hoped he would make it. After a glass of wine myself and Angela starting kissing and stroking, while Bob and the wife were exciting themselves on a sofa, while our much younger host was tidying up. We moved to the bedroom, where we were soon half naked, Angela's pert nipples coming in for my attention, while I felt her cunt with two fingers. He stripped out of the uniform feeling depressed from the news. It wouldtake a couple hours before he could think about the amazing day he hadin Hawaii as one of the girls.Martin started really enjoying his adventures with the mirror. He wentshopping at thrift stores, costume stores, wherever he could findvintage clothes to visit different eras. He found himself back in thesixties while wearing a long flowery maxi dress, he ended up on aplantation in the South during the Civil War in an. She knew she shouldn't be there. In a car, on her way to Atlantic City, with her college crush, and a boyfriend at home. But she couldn't resist. Either could he. They had fucked once before and it was the best night of his life. Not only could she keep up, but she opened doors for him. Hair pulling, choking, name calling, role playing, anal. All things he had seen in porn, but never imagined doing in real life. He wanted to show her what she turned him into, and she was more than happy to.