"You're the husband? But, you look so much like a real woman, and yourvoice. I would have never guessed."My wife grinned. "I think he loves the humili...tion the most."The clerk shook his head. "Now, you're pulling my leg, lady. This mustbe your sister."My wife lifted my dress and pulled down my panties. She revealed my cockand balls just lying there between my legs all shrunken and soft. Theylooked so pathetic, all tiny like that in my pink underwear."Are they always this small?" He wanted to. “I really want to see you ???? are you free this weekend?”“Yeah, I think. I mean, my parents are home…”“Don’t worry. I can pick you up. If you’re interested, that is…? ;)”“Hell yeah! But I have to be back by 12.”“I’m busy until 8 on Saturday, but I can pick you up at 9?”“Sounds great! Where are we going?”“My place, of course! It’s an apartment, so don’t be too loud. She had a dick in her mouth and cunt and was receiving a royal fuck. Right then I decided that on our next adventure, I wanted to see Marsha get fucked by some black guys.The first step was to meet with an interracial couple that ran a swingers ad on the Internet. Nate and Wanda were both beautiful, model types. He was 6' 4", she was 5' 9", and both looked like professional athletes. Wanda had jet-black hair, blue eyes, small tits, and the roundest firmest ass I'd ever seen. We started out by. “Yeah. While I don’t fancy much in the way of competition, I have to agree. Anything less would be unfair to you, so ... at least one would have to be a great fuck for you, since, truly, I am no prize ‘tween the sheets.”Sandra smirked. “Somehow, given your scores, I don’t doubt that you will be able to scratch my itch just fine. We don’t really need more than one-- well, maybe even two-- men in our mix. Maybe some weak minds and strong backs, for instance, that will do as we need them to.”I.